Sunday, June 3, 2007

Empty Days

The room is silent
My mind too.
Your laughter
your bitterness
not present
to spice up
my days.
Now this day,
like every other
restart
seems empty
seems my own
unshared
alone.

2 comments:

  1. emptiness depends upon person to person......hw u reacts to certain situation.

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  2. Agreed!
    But would like to add, a poetry might have a different level of existence, ...
    different from a functional and adaptive living every moment, every day.
    We can have both, at different points of time.
    While, I don't buy the idea of making oneself miserable to create (poetry or any other thing) but, if it happens, we need to let it be for sometime till ....
    (the end time differs with different stances taken).

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