tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5693335073665293115.post2182420558867650890..comments2023-09-28T16:29:42.607+03:00Comments on My Reverie...: ShredsMahahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09044365084432889661noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5693335073665293115.post-19788095117832772802010-09-26T21:46:17.856+03:002010-09-26T21:46:17.856+03:00I loved this... it was short, but it held so much ...I loved this... it was short, but it held so much meaningAlliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02861062027173333574noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5693335073665293115.post-65080337953448473762010-09-26T15:23:34.224+03:002010-09-26T15:23:34.224+03:00The last line is breathtaking, Maha. A shattering ...The last line is breathtaking, Maha. A shattering moment so many of us have experienced.Sam Liuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01014838954712295981noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5693335073665293115.post-35561712947139654142010-09-26T13:12:15.109+03:002010-09-26T13:12:15.109+03:00You take me every time i read you Maha,i know the ...You take me every time i read you Maha,i know the feeling well, except that my mirror is broken Home when everything seemed as bright as the moonlight.home is where you feel like.countries and barriers draw the illusion of the mere but the real is broderless in your heart and mind.<br />i wear dark glasses too,to keep the visitors of my soul from sneaking upon my constant nostalgia..:)Desert Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17370899545012572162noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5693335073665293115.post-31547779378874619752010-09-26T12:52:55.411+03:002010-09-26T12:52:55.411+03:00That mirror broken is to me like the summary of i...That mirror broken is to me like the summary of it all...<br /> One gets used to a new world only to a certain extent... <br /><br />One looks too much outside and when you get to look inside you almost have forgotten who you are...<br /><br />Great piece MAHA!Dulçe ♥https://www.blogger.com/profile/14958592985938279356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5693335073665293115.post-43514445581080967092010-09-26T09:52:43.692+03:002010-09-26T09:52:43.692+03:00love how you described this process after meeting ...love how you described this process after meeting this friend in the streets - how the remark of her started a flow of thinking and brought up a lot of questions - also like the mud on the glasses - think we all have lots of it on our glasses and sometimes it takes someone to wipe it away...Claudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03011763027311966186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5693335073665293115.post-45801705510318586432010-09-26T08:16:50.395+03:002010-09-26T08:16:50.395+03:00Each time I visit you I fall in love with your wri...Each time I visit you I fall in love with your writing all over again. Wonderfully visual and eloquent Maha.Barryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04641761671561288846noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5693335073665293115.post-56599556170843177382010-09-26T07:47:44.191+03:002010-09-26T07:47:44.191+03:00I like the idea of an akward meeting with an old f...I like the idea of an akward meeting with an old freindTHE BEATYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06707403512875881799noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5693335073665293115.post-50566254298491168432010-09-26T07:29:17.087+03:002010-09-26T07:29:17.087+03:00Until we can recognize ourselves in the mirror, no...Until we can recognize ourselves in the mirror, nothing else matters. This is what I believe, because the day we change, our mirror is the first object to reject our presence.Blasphemous Aesthetehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16417596461540852006noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5693335073665293115.post-25915054125303026522010-09-26T03:50:36.539+03:002010-09-26T03:50:36.539+03:00I loved the longing in this...it was never mention...I loved the longing in this...it was never mentioned, but it rang with every word.Oddyoddyo13https://www.blogger.com/profile/05557994037779209704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5693335073665293115.post-14143764491660140922010-09-26T03:32:14.678+03:002010-09-26T03:32:14.678+03:00wondering if shards would not work better than shr...wondering if shards would not work better than shreds...especially in light of the broken mirror. i do like the touch in the second paragraph about the mud on the glasses...and the contrast of the shininess in the next paragraph...Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.com