Nov 5, 2005
I salute me!
Yesterday, I was reading my poems. I am impressed with myself. I don't like the good comments and praises get into my head, but I do feel proud of the fact that every single word writen on that page is composed by me, myself, and I. I am my own fan! All those phrases reflect some aspect of my life, the one's that I like the most are from a time left long behind. That lamha, that moment, will never enter my life again, I won't allow it. The memories, however, will remain in the form of the poems that changed my life, my writing style, and made me into what I am today.