Frames,panes,grills and curtains anything can be made with words. But till morning light could be heard and evening sounds are tasted don't claim to the world that we have made windows!
@thank you sameera.. for liking the 'notapoem' @Shruthi "there is no tomorrow.. today is that gifted day that is why it is called 'present." :master to kunfu panda. did you see that movie?
@all of my friends... Words are like fire flies.. always trying the impossible.. living and .... hey another notapoem coming to me.. i will post it.... take care... and thank you..
actually, you'll kill me for this. these days when anyone says windows, i think of microsoft windows. (to tell me to stop, you'll have to press the stop button, i warn you).
so for a moment i was wondering why you'd want to make windows in the first place. :)
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Beautiful expression! :)
wow..
too good..
i often wonder when will i be able to express so beautifully!!
profound :) loved diz well worded crisp and concise one :)
simple yet so deep!!
wonderfully put!!!
;-))
@thank you sameera..
for liking the 'notapoem'
@Shruthi
"there is no tomorrow..
today is that gifted day
that is why it is called 'present."
:master to kunfu panda.
did you see that movie?
@sashu
thank you..
happy to know you liked it..
@sathish
thank you..
Awesome! Hearing morning light... tasting the sounds of the evening... Sigh!!!!
a co-incidence of sorts that windows fascinates us both. :)
I penned this on one of its accessories :P:
http://juliusisdead.blogspot.com/2007/07/curtains-call.html
That's Neat! Just look at that window you just created! ^_^
Wonderful!
Isn't it amazing that sometimes words just flow? This was truly one of them!
Cheers!
"But till morning light could be heard
and evening sounds are tasted"
this is beautiful. My windows remain shut but I am tempted to peek through them after reading this verse..
well its stupefying...or if i write in my usually used terms..it was FATANG...
unclouded..dewy-eyed and pored...
loved it...!!
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Great work! What a play with 'words'...just too good! Wish even I could write like you... :\
In Punjabi, we call an impressive thing or person GHAINT. Can I call it that? Please?
This was a great one, as always from your Pen,,,errr, keyboard.
of course they made Windows!...I wouldnt be using my Vista without it ;) :p
Thats what art is made for,to make you feel illusions...
beautiful...
Yeah...gr8 yaar...very short but sweeter...superb.. jus like shruti, I just wonder if I'll b able 2 write a similar one
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ah, this is great!
everything needs a soul, windows notwithstanding...
lovely..
u have this wonderful way of using words..
hehe and the label is too cool.. must say.. :)
Lovely word play on the senses... and if one can stretch the senses, as you have so beautifully put across, who needs words...!!!
Great job, again.. and Congrats on the Award!!
[Sorry, been rather under weather, and weighed down with work:) Thanks for the visit too:)
what i like in your poems is that you never say things directly, you make a reader think and see rather than just read. Thats indeed a gift :)
blogrollin u..
i agree with lena MIP...
How deep your thoughts go!
Amazing.
:)
This one was awesome !!!!
@all of my friends...
Words are like fire flies..
always trying the impossible..
living and ....
hey another notapoem coming to me..
i will post it....
take care...
and thank you..
actually, you'll kill me for this. these days when anyone says windows, i think of microsoft windows. (to tell me to stop, you'll have to press the stop button, i warn you).
so for a moment i was wondering why you'd want to make windows in the first place. :)
just kidding. very interesting.
cheers,
asuph
@asuph
I loved it..LOL
Neurons never know where the impulses come from!
windows open beyond our senses..
microsoft windows too offer something beyond our sessual limits..
Thank you..
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