Monday, December 15, 2008

Incredible India!

Grey mist homogeneously spreads
Like butter on hot toast bread
Willows and Junipers draped in it.
Brown heads and shoulders shaped in it.

Green thick grass carpet spreads down
Below the lush valley, like an evening gown.
Rays of sun cut not through monsoon clouds.
Shrieks of joy present among the absent crowd.

Elation pure amidst beeches.
Elation even sensing leeches.
To cross rocks & roots; a struggle.
Stumble down to stumble upon a gurgle.

The crystal cool water that washes the shores
Magically clears the souls so pure
and destroys the superficial complex layers
of behaviour and transforms into prayers.

And becomes a carefree child again
And fills the gap between us again
No make up remains on either face
And will be happy to die in your embrace