Sunday, December 18, 2011


If I name it
it has to be thirst
need to quench it
but then why should I
Can i
or, flow in desires
a rain drop once spoke to me
it was in a drop and how it flowed
in the mist of the life
in love with life
flowing, to stay thirsty,
it was a rain drop thirsty,
flowing supported by a dream,
I too once stepped accidently
unsupported on a dream,
no shoes whatever,
and look I walked as i allowed
myself to walk,
let me be hence,
I be.......

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