16 December, 2010

(Mis)Arranging the Furniture

An upside down boy
smiles at his kingdom
of ash and perfect disorder.
He's counting Solitude
on the crooked fingers
of hope.

An inside out girl
smiles at the Daylight
singing to her in yellow tones.
She's recounting Dreams
in her waking nights
of silence.

5 comments:

  1. really nice.. love it

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  2. Abhijit2:09 am

    samajh mein nahi aayi.

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  3. Nive: :) Did you check out the song linked in the poem? Please do.

    Abhi: Samajhne wale...

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  4. Abhijit3:20 am

    hopefully, not for long! :)

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  5. Anonymous2:54 am

    Parde mein rehne do, parda na uthao.

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