Some passionate insights to heart of a monstrosity called Mumbai. From urban melancholy to serenity of shrines, bollywood masala and basic instincts , pink and tangy Soul curry sums up my experiences. Take a sip and see if it reminds you of rich and zesty co-existence of a million gradients of sexualities in this commercial capital of the land of Kamasutra
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
IT'S GOOD by Phillip Long
I have listened to a rushing stream until I could no longer hear its roar
I have watched as an eagle soared until it disappeared into the sky
I have walked in the rain until I did not feel wet and cold
I have endured solitude until I knew I was not alone
I have watched in the darkness until I could see
I have forgiven until I learned how to love
I have given until I had all that I need
I have hoped until I was satisfied
I have loved until I vanished
I have discovered my life
I know that I have
And it's good
It's good
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4 comments:
Fabulous piece of poetry!!
Nice thoughts...
Awesome man!
Awesome piece man!
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