Tuesday, December 20, 2005


These, that build
with high plume and plunder
in silence, in void
no cries heard, no tears shed

just aberrations with colours
disowned..disturbed, afraid
blind disgust, a fury of impotence
visage in the desert heat

an ennui
just it!

1 comment:

geetika said...

its been an intellectual and emotional treat to read your posts..will surely return for more..keep writing