Friday, June 29, 2007

A rainy splendor...


A walk on a rainy night with drops falling onto his face, an exhilarating experience – he thought. A smile he let out for no particular reason. He seemed happy that moment, happy for everyone he ever knew, happy for all the company he had loved. Staring up the sky that night revealed him something his thoughts knew but never this precise – nothingness - A blinded vision...pelting drops of wonder, strange he thought the road was empty and a voice within was mumbling some strange song amidst spells of frequent shivers. Magical vapors emanating out amused him, his shrill notes did gather the attention of few stranded four legged friends. Expressions wandered...Experiences drenched...That cold fathom night...He wandered away into the wilderness...within…

Saturday, June 23, 2007

the untold story Down under...


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It is raining...

The sky has opened...

The heaven’s tears...

Cool thy mound...


Lying still for the time to end...

Foraying into the worst of human fears...

The end had to begin...

The lights had to cease...


No less a day, this endless wait...

Posing no harm to all the nibblers...

I wonder what still remains...

Bewildering answers – aplenty...


It is still raining...

Caressing the wounded foe within...

Drenched in mystery...

Washed ashore a place in history...


The rains may have moved...

Presumed myriad nights continued...

None so realised...

No rain could really cool thy mound...

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