Wednesday, November 21, 2007

the balcony; and it was dark
and i had stepped back at that moment
the dream was ripe.

lost since then
fallen out and strangers in the mist


and in the midst of a thousand different,
fashionable silhouettes
with hidden eyes, and magnets
lost? and blotted out..

crooked lines and a laugh or two
dipped in coffee or milk
or a few surface notes;chords
once in seven months and weeks i don't count

and today
some sentences in the poetry book
and the ants somewhere disturbing
make remember
of an unrecalled existence

and of a time
when
i stepped back and you vanished.

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

yknow... you should really be studying. :P

Anonymous said...

in the midst of a thousand different,
fashionable silhouettes
with hidden eyes, and magnets
lost? and blotted out..

i quite like it

storyteller said...

i really like it too [:P]..if only you studied with equal zeal..*rolls eyes*

Lucid Darkness said...

These things come to your mind just when you have a lot of stuff to study.
Brilliant, right?

I liked the imagery. :]

Anonymous said...

its okay.



i understand.
you are as sane as i am.

Lucid Darkness said...

Embarrassed, are you?

Saturnalia's Offspring said...

Bad girl. Gostudyrightnow.

And, uh, good post.

Stickfigureondrugs said...

The visualization is simple but comes of really nicely..

Hats off..