Sunday, May 07, 2006

Walked upon a road
Wished upon a star

Smelt like a nice rose
Bloomed like a sunflower

Your eyes spoke
The water in them seemed real

The wind did not seem to stop
Water did not stop flowing

Fine Lets not talk
Silence shall speak

Leave apart the choices we made
Leave apart the mistakes

A fine evening
The brew of perfect coffee

Unknown ...
To me , to you

We play a game
Game to survive

Learn to desire
Desire to survive

Fearing the past
Hearing the beat

Time passed away
Could not curse the past

1 comment:

Vivek Panda said...

a very lucid and bold poem... you make me feel very nostalgic...