Saturday, September 5, 2009

the color


The haze has cleared
Was it purple or blue?
green or any other hue?
I don't remember,
However,now the sight is clear

Walking down the congested streets,
amidst all the jostling,
my mind loses itself in some random thoughts
It goes spiraling into something profound and deep
And suddenly I feel my heart beating,again

Its healing,its peeling,its holding on
As i go deep down into my skin,I'm not scared
to see the blood,the veins,under the sheen,
I stare into blank space,and I look at the shadows on the ceiling,
I wonder through the night, and I talk to my being.

1 comment:

sayantan said...

this is too good..this is deep.