Getting there
You will learn to make your peace
You will learn to go on
You will learn to tell the happy stories
Without choking on memories
of the recent ones.
I am learning to make my peace
I have learnt to go on
And I am getting to the stories.
But I have failed
To deal with the big wide hole
And the crushing pain
That may never well go
and that never
seems to pale.
posted by GratisGab at 8:41 PM
11 Comments:
Ooooh nice !
Did you write that ? Wow, never knew you were a poet.
Thanks Ashy! Hmmm...I wouldn't call me a poet; but yes I did write that.
I have this uncanny feeling you are reading my mind and writing things out of it!
Good one da..should I read between lines?
Touching.
Anumita - I have a hard enough time putting my own thoughts down; I can't really read yours..But weren't you just thinking that????!" Spooooky! :)
Alphy my dear - Tell me what you can read between the lines; it would be interesting...
Phatichar - Thank you (Should we say thank you when someone says "touching'?..i don't know..)
You have a very clean style. Keep at it.
-Nick
The dentist drilling a big wide hole in your molar.
Sweety, give me hug. Not to trivialize your pain, all I can wish for is happiness for you. I know it hurts. Just bear it for a while and it'll move on to become lighter.
Nick - Thanks. Do you have a blog of your own?
Alpha - OK you have teeth on the brain this week; so I'll let you go.
& thank you baby, much.
Nick - Thanks. Do you have a blog of your own?
Alpha - OK you have teeth on the brain this week; so I'll let you go.
& thank you baby, much.
Whoa.. heavy!
What is this about?
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