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 !

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Behind closed walls of solitude where the magic of your being awakens
in the most discreet silence.....