| Robert Frost |
Posted
on 03-Oct-03 11:44 PM
I travelled many a miles,
in glory that betrayed me much,
in fath that I trust so much,
if just a girl could be on my way,
I would be so much grateful
to the nature that had the pleasure,
the pasture to hold me, to hold me....
but alas!! nether did a lot,
to hold my trust, to be just mine,
is that too much to ask?
I ask, as I lay behind hold my heart,
which is pounding like the stars..
like the stars..miles apart..miles apart..
dasha, they say,
I say, no it isn't,
this girl I love, cannot be so unfaithful,
no, not in this glorious festival,
that brings two seperated hearts apart,
how can my heart be so pounding??
If only I could speak though this cut heart,
that I feel lonely, lost and apart,
If only I could speak, the love and lust,
my heart all went dying in dust,
now I know them meaning,
no girl can ever be my bride,
the tears that rolled into my eyes,
hust as I am, never so cried...
never so cried........
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| oys_chill |
Posted
on 04-Oct-03 04:43 AM
Hey Robert Frost jyu,
that was a very moving piece, I feel ya broda. Yes, I do understand that no gal can be yor pride anymore, So lemme give u a remedy ;) what u need is not gal, but J_D, yah yah, the one Mr. Page is often seen drinking in posters, and suddenly everything seems so all rite :)
hmm... Dashain being dasha, I can't really say much, but it used to be Mahabharat in our home sometimes ;). But then broda, even when u don't celebrate Dashain like me, you can get the sweetest excuse to grab on one of those bottles, don't you?
Hyappy Dashain Anyways!
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