Quirky, Sometimes...
Sometimes...
I stay indoors on rainy days
(showerless)
lest the noises in
the hidden crevices
of my head
are washed away.
Sometimes...
I feign poetry
by breaking
a single sentence
into many lines -
They look like they might rhyme
if written by a different
hand.
I stay indoors on rainy days
(showerless)
lest the noises in
the hidden crevices
of my head
are washed away.
Sometimes...
I feign poetry
by breaking
a single sentence
into many lines -
They look like they might rhyme
if written by a different
hand.
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Meera @ 1:03 PM| permalink
4 Comments:
I can relate to this. Thank you for sharing.
./w
Isn't it best for the hidden noises to wash away....?
I too feign poetry
by breaking a single
sentence into many lines :-)
Yeah, gave me a feel that Parthiban was writing in English while going through SOME of your posts ;).
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