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Monday 18 July 2011

MODERN CHILDHOOD....

The petals of cherry flower,
which fallen down in the last rain...!
The drops of water, which reminded the rain!
,she don’t have time to see all these...
sitting in front of a bottle to measure,
.how much rain was fallen down,
to make a report for tomorrow’s class...!
the books which looks fatty,
after eating a lots of words..,
tried to make fun of her...!
when a paper boat started to paddle in her dreams..
,the tuition sir came with a stick &mathematics fruits...
,when she finished the fighting with,
addition &subtraction,
the rain has gone its own way,...!
After waiting for a long time for the water in the eaves of house,
,the paper boat got bored &ran away with
,the mother’s broom stick to the dust bin...!
In the colourless world again she started to read the story of missing childhood...
without knowing that she is losing it herself

THE FORGOTTEN WORD...

The forgotten word, 

was like an unsatisfied soul...

wandered through my mind...

my flower scented journeys.. 

weeps and steps down to start their journey ...

when my silence shakes you gently...

Try to recall what is that you lost...?

the red flower which remained in your 
 
witchery board.. 

reminds me the guest who never visits....

when you lost the control of the boat,

i didn't understand, why your eyes were

swollen...

is it for the died untold words...or 

for your unending lonliness.. ?