Utopia : The Land of My Soul
Saturday, September 02, 2006
Kaleidoscope
some vignettes of images, some half remembered smiles, some bits of will-o-wisp talks...
A busy day rounds off with murmurs,chuckles and little eye-to-eye exchange of words,
A walk on the old roads and a wise laugh at the dug up follies,
A post-mortem with a finicky mind opening up new-found angles to the stories,
Sewn with small details making the eyes misty.
One tongue-in-cheek remark in a cackling voice,
The burst of volcano dormant for so long,
Some spiteful terms hurled at the ones absent,
Grey faces darkened with the colour of pain,
Choked voices giving vent to untold remorse,
Silent lips exchanging apology for the long done mistakes.
Two old hearts, having nothing more to offer the world,
are joined together , thus,with the string of fruitless trifles.
Labels: Creativity
10 Comments:
hmm So we all have hangover.
This is yours
@hazel dream
sort of , you can say that and this was pretty nasty one.
they all are nasty ..
stroll on .
by the way I found you very judgemental and recluse .. am i right?
Two old hearts, having nothing more to offer the world,
are joined together , thus,with the string of fruitless trifles.sometimes this is true to life.
Rightly said!
beware of hazel dream. he is a stalker and a sexual predator.
Cudnt agree with u more!
Hey, this is beautifully depicted!
wow
synchronised incoherence
ur mind takes quantum leaps :)
@starry nights
Ya this is really true to life, thanx for your comment
@rai
some emotions ,even though not undergone personally,can be thought about and expressed coz they are universal
@ajay
well ur comment has really taken me by surprise. it was my hands-on trial at writing a modern, succinctly modern piece and the syllogism of it was very consciously built. thanx
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