Wednesday, April 20, 2011

green blue black white

look around you...
every corner has a story and
every story blinks red
blinks yellow,
blinks green blue black white

pull the sheet down
when its red they halt
halt to kiss
halt to fight
halt to curse that red light

the street was dark
wet after the shower
i walked with an ember
in my hand
and there at the end i saw

a story
hands, hair, naked legs
a scratched shoulder
a tense bare back
empty paper cups

A little further came a tower
blinking, did I say that before?
blinking yellow, white and black
a story stared out of a window
cupping its last sips of life

look around you...
every corner has a story and
every story blinks red
blinks yellow,
blinks green blue black white

5 comments:

  1. U always write abt love...Me bored...kuch different ho jaye ab..

    PS::I like wat u write waise :)

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  2. "empty paper cups" is an epic win

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  3. @abhinav... from my side this is not about love, please do tell me how do you interpret it as a love poem, i love it when multiple interpretations come out of a single piece of writing. :)

    @anup: :) anything empty has many things in it. :)

    thank you both of you. -_-

    p.s: have i started using too many smilies these days? :O :? :/ :D

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