'...
I looked all over
for
The cloud
with our names.
Turns out,
it was just
a fluff of air.
posted by Casablanca at
7:13 PM
Writing on the Wall
My graffiti on life, work, relationships, emotions, confusions and anything else I feel a need to write about...
Friday, December 15, 2006
for
The cloud
with our names.
Turns out,
it was just
a fluff of air.
Previous Posts
- Driving Miss Daisy.
- The Pursuit of Happyness
- Silence of the Lambs.
- A Warm December
- Bheed
- The Invisible.
- Little Buddha
- The Beach
- Musafir
- The Chinese Tiger.
About Me
- Name: Casablanca
- Location: London, United Kingdom
The dessert rain, the happy pain, the girl so vain, the part-time sane.
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10 Comments:
hey hey ms daisy.
wud u be very infuriated if i told u, no one even asked me to drive for my driving 'test'? they looked at me and my papers, stamped the papers and told me to go home. :)
Nice. What are these 2 word-per-line poems called? I forget...
Err... yeah.
The frame is very impressive. I can see you rocking back and mulling over it when you are gray... okay, won't do that again.
ciao!
the hello's :)
I love to the frame, always up for somethin different. It's tres chic madame.
how u to be the being!?
LH,
Yes India has its advantages :(
Grati,
This aint a Haiku. Was that what you were referring to?
SS,
Yes, maybe I will.
Brat,
Me too, uniqueness is so attractive, isnt it.
And where and how have you been? Dont see you around these days.
i liked the way u put that...very nice!
its been awhile hope all is well and the dirving test is over...
Muffet,
But I am living it.
Nasra,
It is over but I didnt get the license.
Nice to see you here though :)
Very beautiful
Zephyr,
Merci :)
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