Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Is it....

I had seen him,in morning
very happy, showing his grin
looking for some one impatiently
coming out again and again;
one hand holding the other,
facial glow was clear form distance
unable to stop his spontanous smile;
jaws are poured out
it was noon,but there was 
slight difference in him
his blushed face was like
sheded flower
smile was
playing hide and seek
looking little spent
but the eyes were on the street
unblinked,tired
now, he was not coming out
he was sitting outside only,
i doubt, he was aware
It was evening...
there was no change in his position
street was covered with the blanket
of darkness
his vision was blurred
a thread of water was glittering
extended to his cheeks
but, stone vision was still on the street
suddenly, he laughed,
 than smiled shaking his head
looked at street, once again
an intense pain was in his eyes
he thought of some thing
some work, he was full of energy
he seemed to be in hurry
he entered inside,
opened his laptop, and said 
oh I had to complete this today
what the hell I was doing.......

Monday, November 3, 2008

The runway

I found myself running for something
for what i was very much fond of
an endless walk on a lonely dark street
where difficult for one to find the other hand
something can be seen blurred there
which i was trying to see, but wasn't visible
the search was taking an imaginary shape
I had felt the sitis for the destiny,
was tired, not ready to give up
desiring for a glimse of the fate
every stone was a part of my journey
each particle was witness of my enthu
who knows where this walk will get  rest
where the else will be mentined
wheather footprints will remain or ruined
there is neither return ticket available
nor the choice to get stagnant
only one of the all rest is known
i will witness the whole, 
with my same unsatisfied thirst........