Sunday, February 28, 2010

searching

The roads just happened

I was only walking

With my eyes searching the sky

For something

I’d only

Dreamt of



The moment when

I fell over and bled

Over the rocks

I wasn’t sure

If it was only

Something I’d dreamt of



Maybe the hands of time

Lifted me up

Made me walk again

I dare not look at the sky

I’m not wondering why



When the butterflies

Came and whispered

I couldn’t hear

Maybe it wasn’t something

I was meant to be a part of



God believe me

I don’t know where this is going

The roads don’t happen now

My eyes searching the ground

I don’t remember

Anything


I’d dreamt of



Push feb’010

11 comments:

nirmal said...

the floater in the parallel universe returns...

Lucky said...

Great!

nirmal said...

wht i really like abt ur poetry (u cnt really call it poetry...poetry is deliberate, this is something else :/) is tht u write wht JUST FLOWS ON...

blinded blue teddy said...

thanks...

blinded blue teddy said...

:)

blinded blue teddy said...

:)

R said...

The best I've read on your blog thus far, Push.

R said...

It has a sense of continuity and halt. I love it.

blinded blue teddy said...

thanks Rohit.. means a lot..

Abhishek Pandey said...

its an amazing write!

blinded blue teddy said...

Thank you!