Jul 26, 2010


Your pretty compact face
dancing on mannequin's wrist
leading the oceanic mist
Every time you smile,
i look away
silent and melancholy
silently-you walk pass by

And your lips
like cold fire in blue sky
ash clouds filling sand castles
you whisper,
i scream
your home, my heart
in my heart-you walk pass by

The wild child of unnamed fears
your drapes- purple and lilac
you shimmer,
i shy
you stay, i float
in my depth-you walk pass by

1 comment:

Amiya chatterjee said...

Evolution of intellectuality . Marvellous