And she sits surrounded by quiescence save for her heartbeat as drag after drag of useless smoke fills her lungs! Her thoughts are random and fleeting... she's looking for a star in her sky... her own li'l piece of the sky which she stares upto every night! All she manages is a look unto darkness..
The sun she knows will rise again.. but will it break through the clouds in her piece of the sky?!
The smoke's over... the stars don't shine... the trees just rustle and bid gnite!
The sun she knows will rise again.. but will it break through the clouds in her piece of the sky?!
The smoke's over... the stars don't shine... the trees just rustle and bid gnite!
3 comments:
like dis one....i really like such pieces..pate ki baat..chand taron ke sath ho to bad acchi si lagti hai
Hmmm..I wish I could write the way you do: beautifully, honestly, heart felt!!
Love it and hey, SMILE because there's no one who deserves to more than you.. :)
anirudh: :)
sam: :) i repeat! the heart has a smile! a twinge of sorts on the pen.. (rather keyboard!)
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