lapsus linguae

Friday, December 24, 2004

Clarity


...And I will wait to find
If this will last forever...

The afternoon overcast sky
Grey, colourless, simple strokes.

The chocolate-skinned warriors on the boat
With shoulders thrown back
Silhouetted against the horizon.

Custom-made crabs
Assembled grains of sand
Trotting around on imaginary paths?

The languid poetry of the moment
That your lips murmur

...And I will wait to find
If this will last forever...

1 Comments:

Blogger abhilash warrier said...

Prose to poetry... This is getting interesting.

I thought today will be a dull day in office.

reading your blog is getting interesting by the minute.

Tuesday, August 22, 2006 12:52:00 PM  

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