March 25, 2011

Fleeting

Moving in silent circles
soft echoes of her heart
the benign, calm exterior
mellowed by life's drifts
now - a different reality.

The roaring fire quenched
dying embers remain
spitfire resurfaces, fades
shot down, cold glances askance
now - a solemn gaze.
Dispassionate in all her works
detached , the ebb and flow
distraught, emotions lost
misguided, world's voice heeding
now - a distorted view.
Seeking the escape route
remembering days yonder
wishing, change unchanged
breathing forbidden air of freedom
now - a mistaken entity.


















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Glad you made it this far...would love to hear your take on the words scribbled. A comment every now and then keeps the blues away. :D

Since, crazy Mr. Blogspot won't let me reply to the comments here (is upset with the water ladies ever since they refused to verify visitors)...will do the next best thing, drop in to your blog to say my Vanakkam/Namaste/Salaam/Hello.

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