Where silence speaks,words intrigue infinity and thoughts travel light years to invade the mind cells wherein simmers a volcano of ideas and images juggling to burst forth into an intricate filigree of patterns and designs, complex in its simplicity and bizarre in its mundane echoes.
Thursday, 27 June 2013
My Window Pane
My
window pane deceives me
The droplets that trickle down
Its slippery countenance
Are not tears
Nice Lines....Rains are God blessing...
ReplyDeleteYes, true!
Delete:) blissful lines .. ma'm !!
ReplyDeleteThanks...sir!
DeleteWow ... now this is what you call beauty woven in words :-)
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Thanks Deb
DeleteRain is God's blessing indeed... but it turns in to a curse if we take the nature for granted.
ReplyDeleteWell said!
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