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Wednesday, November 30, 2011

7 A.M

Bulbul's last day of School,
She would be free tomorrow,
She would be at college tomorrow.

"I have college at 7 tomorrow"
She woke up at 6 tomorrow,
She dressed up for college tomorrow.

She was there at 7 tomorrow,
In an empty class, all by her own,
An hour later, there were many more.

She was there at 7 again, tomorrow,
In an empty class, all by her own,
"I have college at 7 tomorrow"

She was there at 7 again, tomorrow,
In an empty park, resting on His shoulder,
"I have college at 7 tomorrow"

~nanda

Aside:
Inspired by the regular sight
of lovers in a park during
my morning runs

Thursday, November 24, 2011

RUN !!


My extremely short animated video :D

Thursday, November 17, 2011

A Word




He Wrote the word with Earnest Care,
Chisseling out Letters in a Tender Embrace,
Nervous Fingers balked at the task,
To engrave the unsaid, All In a Single word.

Unformed Unfathomable Words, That
Weighed Too Heavy for lips to Utter,
Words which pulled the Lips to a Kiss, Words
Which only two love-lorn lips would procreate.

Jailed in her Jolts, Unable to Escape an Express,
Aspiring to let them fly free, he fluttered
Sensuous Strokes that would tell a Tale Of
How a Thousand words wouldn't bear that which,
Only a Lone Word, would out-weigh, and Paint in
Myriad Hues with his Delving pulse A Picture,
All Captured in a word, in a name, in her name.

~
nanda