“Understanding is but the sum of all our misunderstandings.” This is a quote that i have not heard in a very long time. I didn't expect to come across this ever as i thought no one i know understood this. Saw this is a “certain blog” and was quite surprised, that person was also very talented in English literature too.
At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet. – Plato
And how very true is this. When i 1st met Evangeline nearly 4 years ago. I was in secondary 1? This is the 1st time i came in contact with literature and loved it very much. I often fantasized myself being a famous poet, writing romantic novels and poems. I started writing about love, kinship and feeling of the heart a lot, thought not showing anyone and throwing it away as soon as i finished it. I feel kind of embarrassed at what i wrote and created, because mostly what i wrote is how i feel about the people around me.
Be it love, hate, anger, adoration, fear or envy. I put them all in words and threw them away. But now i feel a certain compellation to write again, but this time it will be on this blog, and cant be thrown away =D.
Lets start now eh =D.
Friends and Family,
Birth and Death,
Kisses from a lily, catches my breath.
Surrounded by thoughts of a thousand man,
We are part of a thousand hands.
Connection in everyway.
Be it to do good or evil,
We are our action and choices accumulated,
And those around us are the lives we touch with our thoughts unveiled.
In search of dreams and hopes, created.
Distance often keeps us apart,
But we come back to be with that other part.
Deception on our part often hurts our heart.
Life
signing out.
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