Monday, September 22, 2008

Foolosopher in a training session

HRG......HRI............FSW............MSW............
So much of localization of lives.........life has become one target for intervention ....isnt it?

I like young men and women ....eager....holding breath as the oration continues.........
They want to be seen ...known......hugged......embraced ...loved.....and its seen
in their eyes....brown....black ....and confused...but beautiful........and what beauty?
i cant tell you........or I can ...............gosh I'm so confused..........
but I'm sure ...like my smile .....
that i wont back space....and each felt word is given here ...
As how it is to be given..............

and then there are these young one .....and their lives and our lies.....
its like a cock tail and dream..........
like coughlin's ...laws..
like the rains that come as spasms ,,,,,of laughter.... of cries ......
like the grass...that looks as though ....it hates a lawn mover....
like droplet of newborn dew..............in time and space unknown...
I don't understand all of it ......and all of it need not be understood ....AT ALL.
and there fore stars fore tell my confusion....and
Zoya .........stamps on it and says
Oh yes ....he loves the young ones...
the young ones love him ....
and love is life ....
and life is a sweet confusion........a sweet little lie.....
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isnt it...?
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it better be ....!!!

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