12 Wednesday May 2010
Posted in poetry
...................... weaving words through dreams
Finding My Way Home
Politics, things that make you think, and recreational breaks
The blog of Sandy J. White
"How quickly comes the sun when first it sets its mind to rise." - - j. s. v.
goodies from my mailbox and camera
Urbanites in the woods, doing all our own stunts.
a 100-word story every day
The Pursuit of Writing
Book reviews, releases, writing advice and more... with a pinch of love and sarcasm
“It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.” - Ernest Hemingway
Before I forget
Internal easing
World of P.G. Wodehouse
Never cease to explore and tell!
Undermining the Patriarchy Every Chance I Get. And I Get a Lot of Chances (Copyright Preserved)
I have no idea how that happened.
Shail's Nest 
Who is she that’s trying to hide
the tears that are welling up inside
and maybe also contemplating suicide
just because her love was denied.
Why should it be a ‘she’? It can be a ‘he’ as well. 🙂
I always love to read your poetry, Shail and Govind’s comment to it! You people play with words. Nice one.
Let me develop this talent in my next birth!
Very well written !!! Agree with Sandhya !!! Both of you have a way with words… 🙂
coming here after a longtime Shail . sorry about that. Your poetry draws me . again a very beautiful composition. short, simple , crisp. loved the one by Govind also. must read him one of these days.
will read the other posts too. hugs
Nice one!
Very nice 🙂
Hiding the pain
When all that gone in vain!
Wished for a happiness rain
But for you it is not a main
So what is there to gain,
Let it go in the drain
Must have been a great ride..
Thank you everyone for the comments. 🙂
Lovely! At least she/he had twenty-eight wonderful days…