Beauty can never be defined, as the beauty of beauty lies in its essentially limitless nature... The feeling of no boundary leaves a kind of eternity with the idea of beauty.The feeling of never-never-ending..This may even account for the sacredness or the feeling of divinity associated with something that is beautiful.
Saturday, October 8, 2011
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It's an old love
Love happened When it was meant to Tales of which Bound fragments of time, Glimpses of memories Creating a sweet echo Of that which led to...
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With so much of love in me For the beauty that you are O cold, unfeeling death You are so near Your presence so felt In everything around m...
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It all started with a glance A simple glance, a short one That's how i feel it did Days passed on with The unwrapping of selves Eac...
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We had been together As birds of a flock We had been close As board to a chalk We had shared As friends in deed We had been comp...

2 comments:
Hi, I dont know who you are but just came across.
Very Beautiful one, buddy :)
@ lingering thoughts-thanks to u for finding it good.
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