Showing posts with label leftover life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label leftover life. Show all posts

Monday, November 30, 2009

Unrecycled Garbage

On reading this post by Kavi.

(Photo by Kavi)
Some hardy horses,
righteous donkeys,
and stubborn mules,
flashing
their knowledge
of living
in a world
overpopulated
by
asses of a different kind.



They peruse
and shuffle
through
the garbage
of the modern asses;
shaking their heads,
flicking a tail
at the fly
which tries
to whisper a secret
in the ear :

"These two legged asses
throw so much
in the bin,
when
they
should actually
be carrying it
themselves,
if they need it at all....

Dont they know,
that
Life,
is like Windows
without
Recycle Bin
and the
My Garbage
is iconic
on their
so called
progressive
desktop?"

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Departing memories

Inspired by this post by Braja

The fading splash
of the amorphous
sindoor,
the limp,
descending
tresses
protecting
a rushing hot teardrop;


She
pulls her palloo
further
over her forehead,
closing in,
guarding fiercely
her memories....

In her heart of hearts
he never left;

In the bloom of a flower,
the fragrance of milk
slurped by a child,
a lamp lighting a prayer,
and
the music of the wind
traipsing
through the reeds,
he is always there...