9Tuesday, January 31, 2006

the art of loosing isn't hard to master;
So many things filled with the intent,
to be lost that their lost is no disaster.

Loose something eveyday.Accept the fluster
of lost door keys,the hour badly spent.
The art of loosing isn't hard to master.

i lost two cities,two rivers,a continent
i miss them but it wasn't a disaster
even loosing you,a joking voice
A gesture i love.i shan't have lie
it's evident
the art of loosing isn't hard to master
though it may look like a disaster.

i stumbled across this poem,
while i was flipping through a literature book.
And i decided to share it with u guys..hope u'll like it..
It's meaning are deep..Try to read between the lines if u dun
understand..:)
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