Posted by: mrrk on: April 6, 2009
i can’t see it,
i can’t smell it,
i can’t touch it,
i can’t taste it,
i can’t hear it,
still i feel it.
it is called love,
who is loving me,
without asking me,
my mind says
i love her
or is it she loves me?
my brain says
you have to be careful
or is she not the one?
i don’t know what is happening,
i feels different when [...]
Posted by: mrrk on: March 18, 2009
Another email forward i got today.. it was nice to read it through.. so i thought i would post it for my blog readers
A student asks a teacher, “What is love?”
The teacher said, “in order to answer your question, go to the wheat field and choose the biggest wheat and come back.
“But the rule is: [...]