9/29/08

My mind bends like a bow; my heart feels heavier and larger.
My body feels warm, my breath unsteady.
All the nice things taste placid…all placids taste right….
Its isn’t depressing, it doesn’t make me any happier either...
It just lingers on and on… unstoppable!
And that’s the worst part.

7 comments:

Minakshi said...

It's called adaptation...

reema said...

no...it isnt abt adaptation!... u dont no wat m talkin abt!

Arcane Akash said...

is it called "absolute boredom'??? lol

little boxes said...

"All the nice things taste placid…all placids taste right…"
beautiful.
almost feels like deja-vu
p.s:can i blogroll you?

reema said...

@akash: sorry cannot agree...
@lilboxes: ofc u can...

Arcane Akash said...

hmmm....do i get like 4 choices...and a 50-50...and jaanta ka poll kind of options here???

reema said...

@akash:i wud nt reply 2 dat... all m gonna say....is dat tho i produce adulterated, meaningless and highly objectionable content... i really love mah posts 2 much...
no playing games
no littering....