Wednesday, March 13, 2013

And she walked into my life..

Like, a fresh splash of water
on a jaded face
Like a melodious tune
in a stretching solace

Like, clapping hands
stirring a dream
Like, pitch unheard
-a silent scream

Like sugar in coffee
that I kept aside
Like anklets that jingle
with every stride

Like a chateau in the dream
where I stay
she walked in one afternoon
and brightened my day



if there were no dreams

  if there were no dreams the permanence would slowly take over and the little escapes into the terrain of subconscious existence would deli...