Wednesday, March 5, 2008

what not

I crave for something, it moves away.
It starts to move away just when i realize that i want it.
It increases the craving all the more.

Desperation.

I try to cover the distance.

Hope.

I do not know whether i am moving towards it or further away.

Desolation.

2 comments:

Manu 2.0 said...

I'm feeling the same :(

enigma said...

hmmm...i understand!!...pheww!!