Wednesday, March 15, 2006

a tissue paper can never be the fork...


a highway ain’t a highway till someone gets lost in it
a treasure ain’t a treasure till someone hunts for it
a beach ain’t a beach till the water demolishes the sand castles
a shootin’ star ain’t a shootin’ star till someone wishes upon it.
black ain’t quite black if there had been lesser whites
blindness ain’t blindness at all if you haven’t opened your eyes.
dream ain’t a dream if you’re yet to wake up
a secret ain’t a secret till you “un”kept it atleast once.
a tear ain’t a tear till someone catches it
a smile ain’t a smile till somethin’ fades it
love ain’t quite love till someone loses it
a story ain’t a story till someone misunderstands it...

4 Comments:

: M : said...

brilliant,

but a beach is a beach is a beach..i could say yes and you could say no ad infinitum, but that would not change much!

sorry abt that nonexistent email. had a hard day yday.

Hazel Dream said...

I could see a glimpse of me and my optimism ..Lonely and complaining
cheers to our masculine aloofness which remains with us all our existence

Anonymous said...

i could say yes and you could say no ad infinitum, but that would not change much!
...n' things would still have remained very much the same even if i said a yes...

Anonymous said...

cheers to our masculine aloofness
...strange but interestin'... never thought aloofness had a gender... but i was more concerned about your glimpse rather than this thought... felt nice about it.

p.s. cheers anyway!