Thursday, November 03, 2005

Dream

Depression in the white pillow
on it a strand of hair
I listen for running water
and tinkling of bangles in the air

I cuddle the pillow, turn over
and a thought escapes:
dreams are such a tease
they even come in shapes
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2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Reading this post after almost 2 years, now I know probably what thought must have escaped your mind then - maybe the same that stuck me now: Ek hi khwab kai baar dekha hai maine...
:-)

11:57 AM
Dr. Health said...

I cuddle the pillow, turn over
and a thought escapes.

8:26 PM

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