Inspiration

Like dandelion carried by the breeze
On a blue, blue day,
Weightless filaments of silk,
drifting, drifting....


You open your palm wide
And it floats down,
A whisper of nothingness
Before drifting, drifting...

Arunima Choudhury

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  1. Anonymous13 April 2013 at 09:16

    Lovely! Pathos, Pathos, Pathos...

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  2. nima14 April 2013 at 12:20

    Is it? I was actually really empty when I wrote it.

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