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Saturday, September 15, 2007

writing

a screen...
white flickering white
a mind...
blank dull confused
thoughts...
muddled wild irrational

i sit
cold alone aloof
i hear
voices sounds noises
i see
everything and nothing

fingers move
on letters black
of thoughts unclear
impressions form
slowly, deliberately
testimony to thoughts?

i look around
am cold
am aloof
i dream of warmth

6 comments:

manu 'the don' varma said...

?????

vrinda said...

@manu
errmm......:D

harish said...

!!!!!

manu 'the don' varma said...

silence can be sometimes very loud, alle vrinde.?

vrinda said...

@manu
yes it can...very

harish said...

the exception being the cemetery and the mortuary :D