Struck by a strange chord of sorrowful repetition, the urge to be renewed seems to be looming around heavily. A desperate desire to be reborn or revamped atleast into a new conch with untold stories. To lie undaunted and survive every moonlit stampede.
Waking up along side a refreshed ball of vigour is an everyday wish.
To be able to turn an offended ear deaf is a mighty task, nevertheless, not impossible.
Until then one shall just breathe.
hear ye! hear ye!
ReplyDeleteInto My Own (in A Boy's Will) by Robert Frost comes to mind ..
(http://www.infoplease.com/t/lit/boys-will/1.html)
To be able to turn an offended ear deaf is a mighty task, nevertheless, not impossible.
ReplyDeleteI agree, it is a not impossible thing to do and if you master the art of doing it, is probably the finest tool of the diplomat.....
ooohh.....almost forgot......i hope you know this is me.....shailu.... :)
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