Tuesday, January 09, 2007

Lost

Sometimes...it's fun to be lost.
Sometimes though, it's funny to be lost.
The rest of the times, you're lost because someone else threw you, or because you didn't have noplace to go to.

Who said life is fair? :)

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

I remember a few lines from one of my poems, thought I'd share them with you:

A million shards lie scattered
The glass cake I frost
Fingers damp, cold and numb
Wish I could get lost

Anonymous said...

I remember a few lines from one of my poems, thought I'd share them with you:

A million shards lie scattered
The glass cake I frost
Fingers damp, cold and numb
Wish I could get lost

Anonymous said...

It's my guilty pleasure to enjoy this idea of being lost. I don't know why, but the first thing that comes to my mind when I hear the word "Lost" used in this context is innocence. It's a child-like experience to be lost. When I say child-like, I obviously mean it's a wonderful thing.

Anonymous said...

interesting observation

Anonymous said...

its quite dark brown and deeply tanned i think...
but yeah being lost is fun in retrospect just doesn seem that great when u r lost and know it...

Anonymous said...

Lost u really r! :(

Anonymous said...

If there exists a place where people 'get lost', I am sure it's just around the corner to the place called 'hope'.

Anonymous said...

there is joy even in being lost.the joy of being found...life kind of balances itself out that way, so it is fair....

Anonymous said...

life is fair.

it gives u sorrow no matter how good you are. totally fair not biased by goodness