snippets of glory , singlets of verse,
silently humming songs unrehearsed....
revealed histories,untold mysteries,
crystal hues of a sudden cloudburst.
fiery sunset, hustling ghats.
bustling townsmen at their Sunday chats.
windy evenings,eager beings,
untold epics of fatal combats.
lazy wanderings, stolen thoughts,
jingling bangles,trinkets o' all sorts.
secrets smiles, empty mud-pots,
gentle gestures seemingly well taught.
dusky sky, speeding boats,
ringing bells at the ancient fort.
sonorous chonches,fragrant incense,
incessant reprise of sanctified chants.....
empty drums,retiring artisans,
forlorn alleys by dingy shams....
dismal sighs,hapless beds.
a slumber into hidden fantasies...
................................................ priyadarshini (7/4/010)
years of endless attempts to unleash the beast within has been successful at last.
Wednesday, April 07, 2010
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- the mind is rich with ideas, they lie there cooped up in darkness, the soul struggling to set free.........suffocating the life within............. the battle begins.