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The definite face, with an indefinite thought…

The definite face,
with an indefinite thought…

Low murmurs and caressed hair,
Long since bygone…
Smile of the heart, kiss of the soul,
Sparkles of the past…

Today, I think of the silence,
Not of comfort or of peace,
With a definite face and
Indefinite thought…

Tomorrow is a new day,
Smiles will return,
Sparkles will return too,
For a friend can never be a foe,
And a fiend can never be a friend,
Fiend and foe can touch my life,
But a smile and a friend touch my soul…

With a definite face and
Indefinite thought,
I smile at a reflection,
Of thought and mind…
In the mirror – called life!
With a zeal for a new hope,
I soar high and above,
To touch the happiness,
Future holds …
With a definite trust
And indefinite hope…
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Su.. said…
Mmm.. That, I must say is a wonderful post.. I took the liberty of imagining myself as your friend and read through the blog.. All the positives favoured me so I finished the blog with a never ending smile..

"..I soar high and above,
To touch the happiness,
Future holds …
With a definite trust
And indefinite hope.."
Ossom :)... Try following that..

Keep tampering this place :)...
December 29, 2008
Mahita said…
Mmm, liberty of imagining? ;), think again and this time better be sure... :)...

Thanks for the comment...
December 30, 2008
Usha Pisharody said…
Lovely verse :)

And a Happy new year too!
December 31, 2008
Mahita said…
@usha

Thank you.
Wish u also a very Happy New Year...
January 01, 2009
Rajesh said…
The title is just great...APT!!! It s something everyone cud relate to..

The last 4 lines of ur post was just AMAZING!!!

Count me a regular visitor here.. Cheers!!!
January 04, 2009
Mahita said…
@Rajesh,

Thank you for the warm words :)...
January 06, 2009
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