Thursday, January 05, 2006

Emotions


Emotions Intensified

By random thoughts

Like butterfly dust

Always masking

A tragic irony

20 comments:

Sudeep said...

m i first..

tht is a hottie above tht comment link *DROOL*

;)

Alex said...

First we see irony and then...????

shyloh said...

Sudeep said...

m i first..

tht is a hottie above tht comment link *DROOL*

;)


Haha. Yes she is a hottie.

shyloh said...

Alex said...

First we see irony and then...????


and then????

Alex said...

Wonderment!!

shyloh said...

Alex said...

Wonderment!!


Aweee I see. Correct dear Alex.

Neo said...

Shy -Pretty, oh I get it. The dust comes from their wings when you touch them.

Nice.

Peace!

- Neo

Me.. said...

perhaps the mask is to lock those intensified emotions..
afterall, they dont come too often.. do they..??

shyloh said...

NEO said...

Shy -Pretty, oh I get it. The dust comes from their wings when you touch them.

Nice.

Peace!

- Neo


Hello Neo how are you dear one. And you put that very well indeed.

I wonder how much dust a butterfly can stir up ha?

shyloh said...

Me.. said...

perhaps the mask is to lock those intensified emotions..
afterall, they dont come too often.. do they..??


Helly me.. me.. me..

Well no for me anyway ha.

Φ said...

Tragic ironies
like locust swarm
would plague
but too shalt pass
so our stricken grieve

Tragic irony
not dust, but damask
on your finger tips
by wings of a butterfly..
let lose from chrysalis

shyloh said...

Φ said...

Tragic ironies
like locust swarm
would plague
but too shalt pass
so our stricken grieve

Tragic irony
not dust, but damask
on your finger tips
by wings of a butterfly..
let lose from chrysalis


OH I am jealous. How lovely.
Thank you.

Alex said...

I often wonder too. None of it makes any sense, but underneath the butterfly dust it exists, whether we like it or not!!

Alex said...

I have missed you too. I suppose it's all part and parcel of an unstoppable emotional feeling. Perhaps the butterfly dust makes it easier to endure.

Alex said...

When the rubber has to hit the road and the struggle to "understand" is over, it all comes down to this: "Don’t waste time trying to understand me, just love me anyway."

shyloh said...

Alex said...

I often wonder too. None of it makes any sense, but underneath the butterfly dust it exists, whether we like it or not!!


That is true maybe we aren't to understand huh?

shyloh said...

Alex said...

When the rubber has to hit the road and the struggle to "understand" is over, it all comes down to this: "Don’t waste time trying to understand me, just love me anyway."


haha. I will always love you alex. And you I will not understand haha.

Aloha.

shyloh said...

Alex said...

I have missed you too. I suppose it's all part and parcel of an unstoppable emotional feeling. Perhaps the butterfly dust makes it easier to endure.


Well work will slow down and I can post on my silent moments again. I HOOOPPEEEE

rhein said...

lovely, i like the brevity of it.

Sushma Sabnis said...

lovely..i love these words..:)