Thursday, April 18, 2013
At crossroads again,
I stand empty minded,
Though I chuckle,
At the sheer thought,
It's great to be clear,
In the mind of all weavings,
As if all words swept away,
In empty head I sit,
The trance of the almighty,
About to engulf the soul.
(Written for NaPoWriMo 2013 - 30 Poems in 30 Days challenge
Stand blank wherever you want, but not on any Indian road (cross-road e to ekdom e noy!)
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Ei kobitar jonmo hoe che while reclining on bed, jodi aamar beder upor car cholbe, taale kichu hote paare.
ReplyDeleteAccident hobar chance nei, aar tao says, "je lok jaane kokhuny dandabar aache, unar accident hoi naa." So doc. Ultimate gyaan, "learn to stop"