For years,
You been with me,
For years,
I never lost you.
Yet today,
I forgot you,
Yet today,
I no longer have you.
For years,
You are safe in my hands,
Yet today,
Because of these hands You left.
-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts
Friday, October 07, 2005
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A great piece about love and loss.
ReplyDeleteYour style, lately, definitely seems to have two distinct qualities: (1) accesibility; and (2) universality.
On the surface, these pieces may appear simple. But that simplicity is elegantly constructed.
You deal with familiar, universal themes. But you manage to make the presentation refeshing, and new.