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PINK FLOYD RULES
The bond, unnamed….
Once in a lifetime, we cross paths with someone who makes us realize what it feels like having somebody to share an unsaid, undefined bond with. That unnamed bond, which gives meaning to our lives and makes the wait all the more worthwhile. All letters, words, phrases fall short of meanings when it comes to giving name to that single bond.
Most often, that bond is born out of the most unexpected of circumstances with even more unexpected of people. But I guess, that is where the true essence of that bond lies. That is where it gets its characteristic trait from, of holding no name yet being beautiful in every way possible.
You are over-whelmed when you feel it. There's a sense of elation too, but all that vanishes the moment you try giving words to it. Not even your tears can help providing voice to that unsaid bond.
You can only feel blessed to have somebody to share that special bond with. That bond which requires no formalities, no words, no definition but the two souls who are ready to dive deep into the sea of elation for eternity. Ready to be there for each other, even if it means only as friends.
That bond where you trust the other person enough to give out your hand for them to hold. That bond which is a beautiful smile on your once melancholic face. That bond which is a radiant spark in your once tear-filled eyes.
So much to feel, so less to say. So many explanations, yet always falling short of words. This is our 'unnamed bond'.
Once in a lifetime, we cross paths with someone who makes us realize what it feels like having somebody to share an unsaid, undefined bond with. That unnamed bond, which gives meaning to our lives and makes the wait all the more worthwhile. All letters, words, phrases fall short of meanings when it comes to giving name to that single bond.
Most often, that bond is born out of the most unexpected of circumstances with even more unexpected of people. But I guess, that is where the true essence of that bond lies. That is where it gets its characteristic trait from, of holding no name yet being beautiful in every way possible.
You are over-whelmed when you feel it. There's a sense of elation too, but all that vanishes the moment you try giving words to it. Not even your tears can help providing voice to that unsaid bond.
You can only feel blessed to have somebody to share that special bond with. That bond which requires no formalities, no words, no definition but the two souls who are ready to dive deep into the sea of elation for eternity. Ready to be there for each other, even if it means only as friends.
That bond where you trust the other person enough to give out your hand for them to hold. That bond which is a beautiful smile on your once melancholic face. That bond which is a radiant spark in your once tear-filled eyes.
So much to feel, so less to say. So many explanations, yet always falling short of words. This is our 'unnamed bond'.
You who look through drawn drapes and curtains
You who write of love, loss and pain
You who sift through leavings of others
The sadness of birth the garbage of death
And the gentle dementia that flows through
The ages
the trash can of marriage
and the vows never end
to you the heavens for you its pickings
to you the realm and the kingdom that came
for you the godhood the flood and the fire
the last stand of born losers
and the promise of today
You who write of love, loss and pain
You who sift through leavings of others
The sadness of birth the garbage of death
And the gentle dementia that flows through
The ages
the trash can of marriage
and the vows never end
to you the heavens for you its pickings
to you the realm and the kingdom that came
for you the godhood the flood and the fire
the last stand of born losers
and the promise of today
bien joué Les bleus.....
Phew! What thrillers!! Orange were given quite a scare while Selecao were really lucky to scrape through.
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