Monday, August 11, 2008

When

When the world became too little
Rose the feeling to rise above
Breaking the bond from the ground
Floating among the clouds
Fully enamoured by one's own vision
Blind to the innocence and pain
Of the kind,loving souls.

2 comments:

sange_dorjee said...

hay.. as always, love u'r poems. did a makeover of my blog after getting 'inspired' from you. check it out n tell me how it looks.....

sange_dorjee said...

by the way- where's the other dance blog???