March 7, 2003
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So, I’m sitting here killing time, and so I decided to make a post. Problem is that I have nothing profound, or even remotely interesting to say at this juncture. Funny how one day you can have all kinds of thoughts on all kinds of things… but the next day you are just speechless. Although, I suppose I am technically not speechless because I am typing these words. But I’m ranting about having nothing to rant about. So is that really a rant? Or is it nothing? I’m not sure.
hmmm…
so…
you come here often? you like stuff?
nevermind.
is it just a Dream?
is it just a Dream?
a soaring treasure
longing to be pursued
yet ever out of reach?
or can it be Real?
a brilliant gem
a gift from Him above
to show His Love for me?
one day I shall know
what He does intend
but until that time comes
my soul will be content
and I shall Dream on
for dreams light the heart
when all else falls down
leaving nothing save Hope
Comments (14)
I come here as often as you update.
I love your poem. Dreams thrive on hope, yesh?
You got stuff? I like stuff!
yep… some stuff as chocolate…. hehehe….
speaking
in tones of hope,
moving
tongues like
wagging wishes
we spoke
we found there to be
a common island
of dreams
and this is the blanket
i used for my sleep
If I go around looking for profund stuff to post, I won’t even have a blog… you only need to look at my recent posts as a proof of that
You should blog nonetheless… your words of wisdom are always welcome… and thats such a lovely poem… thanks for sharing… keep blogging, Shy
I loveeee stuff! Stuff rocks!
And you always have some really nice poems.. *jealous* hehe 
…yeesh, its 82 degrees where you are!!! Nice temperature if you can get it.
MuSe
…good poem, Shy! “Hope springs eternal.” Without hope we are nothing.
…i with you on mastering the language.
i’m afraid i had the same problem today!
I come here often… haven’t seen you around much, though. You ok?
You got wicked humor. *makes a toast to Lotus*
looks like you have enough interesting things to say!
I laughed out loud at your first paragraph rambling on about nothing at all. It was beautifully written, really really funny. First laugh of the day
dreams do indeed light the heart
and that is so cool about my name! in what language is “angel” said like “Anju” ? 