Tuesday, 29 September 2009

Just like that

As I see across the misted glass
The rain drops
Pouring on it
And slipping away
In that lousy time
I stare at the wet street
Back in my mind
Your thoughts are pouring
But not slipping away…
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3 comments:

  1. Amit Kumar Das30 September 2009 at 06:39

    A lonely droplet in the tiny twig
    brushing against my window pane
    gives me a quaint hope
    A faint sunshine amidst the rain

    .......... keep walking!!!

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  2. निशांत मिश्र - Nishant Mishra30 September 2009 at 11:02

    Hi! Liked your poem, as always.

    I am glad that U made some changes as I'd told U.

    The header image needs some cropping. Do it at your leisure.

    Keep writing. No one can ever steal away your thoughts!

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  3. निशांत मिश्र - Nishant Mishra30 September 2009 at 11:03

    Please disable word verification. It discourages people from giving their comments.

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