Wednesday, June 07, 2006

When it rains,


I feel you dance
I smell you breathe
I knead your door
I dream your cream
and the scent it sent.
I feel your heel
I steal your peel
I grain my brain
but all in vain
glitter by Chamki at 8:55 PM

11 comments:

  1. Kartik10:38 PM, June 07, 2006

    lol... i am not big on poems... ehh... is that supposed to convey a deep meaning?? haha... i dun see it!!!! Hmph! :-P

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  2. Chamki11:05 PM, June 07, 2006

    well its treasure map, what you figure is what you get. Finally its all treasure you see.

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  3. Chamki11:06 PM, June 07, 2006

    Psst: Try readin it aloud and see how the sounds change the way you look at words. Its a treasure map, I told ya!

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  4. erebus9:43 AM, June 08, 2006

    love the toe-ring

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  5. Chamki10:23 AM, June 08, 2006

    they are not my feet. My ex- boyfriend's

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  6. erebus1:09 PM, June 08, 2006

    ok... that's fairly gay though...

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  7. Chamki1:11 PM, June 08, 2006

    ha ha ha
    i used to call him gay all the time.
    I used to sing
    gay gay gay gay gay, gay gay baiyla, pyaar main sauda nahin.

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  8. Chamki2:34 PM, June 08, 2006

    i know i just realised today so i added your name to the linkie link post.

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  9. Vatsala11:06 PM, June 08, 2006

    RAW.

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  10. Chamki9:33 AM, June 09, 2006

    RAW? as in? WWF?

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  11. heretoscrewyourday6:59 PM, June 09, 2006

    Too much of information,
    Can bring you underground
    Information, can always turn around ..

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