Monday, October 18, 2010

When Strangers Meet

Parting of the black clouds.....
Blowing of some breeze
As approaches silently
Footstep of some unseen
Softly it grows
Heart ruptures into an ecstasy
And spring comes in December
When two Strangers meet.......

Saturday, October 2, 2010

The Fog

 The solitary heart beats but with no willingness, the eyes are moist with silent tears that yearn to scream out of the sockets, the lungs breathe still but with reluctance and no zeal. As I pen my thoughts down, the mind struggles in its hope of stumbling on to some joy, the weary eyes weakly hunt for a path ahead, the parched lips mumble in dire prayers as the soul awaits for the clearing of the fog ahead......for the mist to lift...for the road to show.....for the destiny to reveal itself....

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