Tuesday, July 30, 2013

An Unfinished Business

An Unfinished Business
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A long abandoned bus stand,
A broken, flickering street lamp,
One rain soaked cold evening,
And the lonely him; endlessly waiting.

Some un-dead and haunting memory,                      
That half-baked, incomplete story,
A distant sob and a faint sigh faraway,
And the wait for the never-returned good-bye.


Saturday, March 9, 2013


GRAVE OF MEMORIES

It's now a day long gone,
When I saw it's just no worth to mourn,
When I took out and sharpened my chisel,
Stooped low to build, in sun or drizzle,
Stone on stone, day by day.

Cleansed by glistening tear drops;
Caressed by time's all-healing touch;
Might well be since eternity;
Now stands before me silently,
My personal grave of memories.