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Sleepy and hollow


infinite, yet empty

busy, yet lazy

wanted, yet broken

shining, yet dark

exciting, yet boring

waiting, to be hurt

sleepy and hollow

so many ways , yet nowhere to go


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Pallav said…
english audi, is it?

nice poem...you need a break i think.

have a kit kat ;)

N
August 21, 2007 at 7:36 AM
Bharti Bedi said…
Tagore Theatre...
kit kat...na i like dairy milk or bar one or snickers or.....heheh
August 21, 2007 at 12:03 PM
Anonymous said…
that day wen u shared ur fotos wid me,,i knew u wud do somethin wid this one...!!

great piece of work bedi...
August 22, 2007 at 9:52 AM
Akanksha said…
Hmmmm....seems interesting!!!! Nice pic i must say...full but empty,right?
August 22, 2007 at 12:58 PM
Ankit said…
i somehow feel the same right now..
August 28, 2007 at 12:22 PM
Ankit said…
broken as the poem..
August 28, 2007 at 12:22 PM
confessing7girl said…
its beautiful! even empty! :)
September 1, 2007 at 1:41 PM
abhishek said…
true pic ..i must say by true artist..
September 8, 2007 at 8:17 AM
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