Posts Tagged: Memories
Home Shines far out In the horizon, Beyond the trees, And behind these Light bulbs. It streams through the wind In locked packets of hope. Like those mountains in The distance, It’s unreachable, Unattainable. It’s a state. It’s moments. It’s
Let the night pass, For the day will be kinder, And fast. Let the night pass. Choice. It’s an illusion. A great one at that. The variables that define our lives have already been rolled out. And hence we are
The New Moon And then the wind crept in. And soon it carried away with it the dense white smoke. “I had an epiphany just now!” He exclaimed in a voice that was broken like the edge of the terrace
The other day when I saw the duck-tales, I remembered you and your smile Triggered maybe by the ‘quack, quack’ Of some rich but heartless old dreg of duckdom. And it was then that I realized That even ducks
Broken heart, And pieces of glass- I throw them out of my window. Useless stuffs! A deflated basketball, And failed dreams- I sell them out to that street hawker. For a few coins. My rusted bicycle, And a
There’s something in this rain That makes the world look like a painting. And there is a little invisible Force in this drizzle That makes it fall Like curtains of wet smoke. And there are some memories too In these tiny vagabond
No you are not just a moron! Or a pathetic toothless tube light. Or a self-buttering bald professor Of a place full of dynamites. And of course you are not so dumb As to confuse a smile for a kiss.