(As written more than 14 years ago!!!)
When I was up in the heaven,
I asked God one day,
Give me a Body,
A companion;
To be with me,
My Soul
I came down to this earth,
To love life -
With my Beautiful body
And my Soul
I scarred my body
And slashed it;
Granted I took it for
Then one fine day,
I begged God,
To call me,
To give me death
And when I finally died -
My ugly Body burnt,
And all that was left of me,
Was my Beautiful Soul!!!
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Pyre!!!
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5 comments:
People are never happy with what they get...they always see the glass as half empty rather than half full...which is kind of pitiful...:(
btw...this has nothing to do with the title...come on baby, light my fire..eh??
the question is whether we are to accept change passively and be swept away by it or whether we
are to take the lead and create positive changes on our own initiative. While conservatism and
self-protection might be likened to winter, night and death, the spirit of pioneering and attempting to realize ideals evokes images of spring, morning and birth.
Our soul and bodies are both beautiful..never ugly!But yep we do tend to take our boides for granted.....:)
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Jyo
Your writings are so close to reality.
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