Friday, March 25, 2011

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Colourless as water I
smiled all day. But
then you say that
they have painted my face
yellow red and green.

Vivre ma vie

I shall still live
even if they dont care

cause -  barefooted as I
walked yesterday
A bunch of green grass
held my feet


Spring petals turn brown
Summer sleeps on dry sand 
Songless river weeps


This rain like moist tears 
soaking the dry old wrinkles
laments nothingness