Tuesday, July 29, 2008

P.H.O.T.O. F.R.A.M.E.S.


Laughing, smiling,eyes closed.

Stroked by gentle breezes.

Saying silent 'I love you's.


Still and static.

In motion and frozen.

Soft and beautiful.

Minus voices of civilization.


Far and unknown.

Fresh and exotic.

Dry and rough.

Wet and romantic.

Open and free.

Photo frames.

Where I want my life to be.

I am going on an unplanned journey.

Till I am back, You see those frames.

If I don't, I will send you more to see.

1 comment:

A Friend said...

I should change my name to "A fan"
Follow up question: Should one define one's life by photo frames?