Monday, September 11, 2006

Windows

Windows show myriad colors of light,
Out of place in the dark hours of night,
Out of place sweet perfumes enticing,
In brothels filled with stench agonizing.

Her make up covers hostile storms of the desert,
But through sugar coated windows a bitter refusal you see,
She refuses to give in to the arid realities of life.
But travellers shut windows lest the world might see.

Eager travellers love the mirage of the oasis,
Looking for hazy love through their tiny windows,
That show them a tree and a shade,
But not the parched expanse of the landscape.

Windows stare at you through windows,
Looking right into the blunt truth of life,
Running away from that ever flowing love,
For there is nowhere else to go.

3 Comments:

Blogger Vijay said...

mind blowing yaar. you should patent it.

11:37 AM  
Blogger RADhika said...

yes, i agree with hansraj... this one's my fav in the lot.

10:30 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi ,

I was reading ur blog posts and found some of them to be very good.. u write well.. Why don't you popularize it more.. ur posts on ur blog ‘Spilled Beans’ took my particular attention as some of them are interesting topics of mine too;

BTW I help out some ex-IIMA guys who with another batch mate run www.rambhai.com where you can post links to your most loved blog-posts. Rambhai was the chaiwala at IIMA and it is a site where users can themselves share links to blog posts etc and other can find and vote on them. The best make it to the homepage!

This way you can reach out to rambhai readers some of whom could become your ardent fans.. who knows.. :)

Cheers,

3:42 AM  

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