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Liberated within the walls of over-accomplishments
Garbed in their colored sameness.
p.s: shared with Monkey Man as a Sunday 160.
Say what you want to in 160 characters, including spaces.
It's probably all that texting across the classroom that inspired the idea.If you're brave enough give it a go - it's not as easy as it looks!
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19 comments:
It was time someone really wrote about this.. Very well expressed! I just loved it like crazy.. well said
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I guess we all see this state in and around us.
I love your last line. It rings so true in so many circumstances. Thanks for playing along with the Sunday 160. Glad to have you.
Fantastic thoughts - and do they really paint chicks like Easter Eggs someplace? Wow. I wonder if it washes off in the rain?
in their colored sameness...you captured a majority of the human race...always chasing, yet are they really enjoying...
It was fun!
typing and clearing and typing again on my phone to find the right word that would convey what I have to say but be just 160. It was like puzzle on a sunday evening! :)
lol!
maybe these are the chicks that came out of all the coloured easter eggs!!! ;)
This thought just keeps coming to me, especially when I have all the deadlines lined up ahead of me.
Very beautiful.. :) I saw these chicken's when am I kid.. After many days.. m seeing now :) !! Achly dey are colored :D if u wash dem thoroughly.. d color will go off :D
I was so surprised to see this!! I stood there gawking at them and the hawker was laughing at my amazement.
"Garbed in their colored sameness." Amazingly, refreshing. Loved d title, even more! :)
Keep sharing! :)
sharp, well expressed...
Glad to see you in Sunday 160...
come to jingle poetry potluck if you wish...
http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/
nice thoughts
nicely written, but didnt like the chicks being sold like this
me too!
We are the colours of nature,
The colours between black and white,
Living in a space called day and night,
Let's live the beauty without a fight.....
Awesome pic and poem!
luved the phrase u used - colored sameness. but the 1st thing that came to my mind was 'unity in diversity' - text book definitions from social studies - std viii i guess :)
The beauty is but fleeting
gripped and barbed but slipping
The fight is not to live through it all
but the desparate attempt not to let the memory of it fall...
:)
p.s: thanx for the verse-comment. I love replying to verse by verse.
I was thinking more in terms of the individuality that we strive for all our lives but in the end, we remain a part of the whole. the same as others in most parts.
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