Break Up

February 20, 2010 at 12:30 7 comments

In the judaian daylight
Facilitating words, took flight
without feathers nor fear.
A rancorous rhapsody; my dear.
They just drifted apart,
from a whole to a part.


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7 Comments Add your own

  • 1. Indian Homemaker  |  February 24, 2010 at 05:20


    • 2. guruzee  |  February 26, 2010 at 00:11

      Indeed. A relationship without trust is like a body without its soul.

  • 3. Chitra Nayak  |  March 2, 2010 at 09:30

    You are writings are quite good. You really have a way with words.

    • 4. guruzee  |  March 2, 2010 at 10:57

      Thank you

  • 5. Chitra Nayak  |  March 2, 2010 at 09:55

    Will you please suggest how to create a banner with the photos I have created.
    Thanks in advance.

  • 6. Aayushi  |  March 15, 2010 at 23:34

    That was quite amazing, though written about something sad, written quite delicately and beautifully!

    • 7. guruzee  |  March 16, 2010 at 00:50

      The original piece was written about two years ago. It looks quite brazen and unappealing. I had a look at it recently and decided to touch it up. Time, always wins.


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