"We don't see things as they are. We see them as we are." - Anais Nin
Gulnaz, What beauty in the picture that you offer us. This has a sweetness about it. Thank you
I like this.I knocked and the door opened, but I found I'd been knocking from the inside" I read it somewhere thought I'll share this with you .All the best :) .
Ahh, so beautiful Gulnaz...one can sense the whisperings of the breeze in your lovely haiku
beautiful Gulnaz ..... i saw blossoming life gaining experience and enjoying the beauty of life in ur words ... pardon me for reading it my way ...absolutely fantasticalok
inside our hands, outside our hearts- thank you for seeing it so. :)Zingtrail- thats an inspring thought, thanks! alien- hey you got a nice smile. :)janice thomson- ahh...i only try...you are the one who writes LOVELY haikus!! alok- oh please, i love you the way you interpret my stuff, i'm flattered...thank you so much!!
oh gul.. why did u stop! why the hell did u stop!!if i may...nodding blossoms-listening to talesof the evening breezehumming melodies of few molten dreamstillfigments of sunshineencapsulate true colors of silencedeep with-in, I stil breathesorry.. cudn't resist..~anon
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anon- well...i stopped at that because for me it was a moment which i tried to capture and hene a haiku.i am happy that it inspired you to write on further...:)you are welcome to do that, glad you liked it so. thanks! enemy of the republic- thanks will check it out ;)
beautifully observedthank you
floots- hey its me who should thank you!!
What a sweet lullaby. I'm peaceful just reading this.
mermaid- sit back, close your eyes and imagine the pink tiny blossoms nodding their heads, as the light evening breeze murmurs god knows what ancient lore to them....:)
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