Posts Tagged: Memories
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.
So we walked on the road as if nothing else mattered. The numerous people who crossed us all the while, the shopkeepers who were busy selling their stocks, the vendors who were busy crying their throats out, the infrequent vehicles that