Friday, April 8, 2011

Shifting Sands


Walking on the sands
Of a deserted shore
I see flashes of what
Once stood there..

Balloons suspended in air
Bouncing heartily
In the same manner
As their owners

Small feet of small boys
Making their marks
On the shifting sand
Scattering joy in the air

Hands of couples in love
With each other intertwined
Like two creepers
Reflecting the bond within

Wives and husbands
Sitting together
Under make-shift shades
Chattering about the world

..i find today no marks
No bond,no chattering
The void in the landscape
Haunts my mind

The beauty of nature
Still intact
On to which added
The ghastly silence...

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1 comment:

jnana said...

So pitty condition....
Use reliance 3G tab
To remove ur loneliness.....
........
......
Mam don't take it as punnning
Just smile....

October 29, 2011 at 5:22 AM

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