Into the bangle,
They enter,
All five,
When they succumb to the boundaries,
'contain' themselves,
Bow down,
And then fit.
The bangle worn,
And the fingers again spread,
Free to move,
No boundaries outside,but within,
Not succumbin, but lettin in,
And life's easy
Again..
Its a test,
For all five,
And the sixth,
Its a bangle,
Love.
Marriage.
Everything.
5 comments:
tired of congratulating u...... so wont!don expect it!!!
but pondering "how r u able to think of such things"!!!!!! :-o
A very different line of thought -Bingo - Suneetha's friend :)
dreamer... i'm immensely flattered.... like to believe it! ;)
but the whole credit goes to nincompoop..... :)
Simple and yet so profound! Respect :-)
@sunee,
i understand the tiredness.. wont expect:)
@dreamer,
thanx for dropping by.. and you are right about the 'suneetha friend' thing, reallyy.. though she wont agree:)
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