Wednesday, 15 December 2010

Churchgate ♥

Moistureless leaves of sacred fig ,
burning gracefully in amber lamps.

Bustling traffic,
their blinding, swift
window lights !

Impenetrable brown
antiquated buildings . .

Vendors persuading you
to try their scattered wood,
fabrics, headfones, umbrellas,scarfs,
ribboned delicate belly shoes.

One thing I cherish
always and most  -
Moss lining the grey
statues of freedom fighters .
so carefully bred !
Yes , I am talking of
Churchgate ♥

Thursday, 2 December 2010


Anticipations, candied ideas
they all were wrong !
all were improper . .

I touched their wrinkles,
for a day,
I carried their affliction
for a night

and now I know,
reality is shrouded ,
is so in dark . . .
what you get is
just infinitesimal ,
Don't draw the whole
picture .

I know ,
you can't !