Saturday, March 7, 2009

plastic plants


leaning at my couch,
i was watching through my window,
the rain drops dripping through,
they were wetting the leaves of a plastic plant,
poor plants they couldn't feel the drops,
or poor rain it couldn't convey its feel,
sometimes our heart is too like a plastic plant...

~vimi~
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4 comments:

  1. AnonymousSaturday, March 07, 2009 7:50:00 PM

    excellent machi...this is very simple and has a good message in it machi...keep going da...

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  2. AnonymousSunday, March 08, 2009 9:43:00 PM

    sometimes we feel no emotions for some lives..
    this poem nicely explains it..
    good work buddy

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  3. AnonymousMonday, March 09, 2009 10:03:00 AM

    Yes, it is sometimes(nowadays most of the times) better to be a plastic plant... A good reflection

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  4. JULIATuesday, March 10, 2009 12:46:00 AM

    great thought so overwhelming..

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