Monday, March 10, 2008

yellow days
like fraying edges
of old parchment

the dust of vellore
subtly golden
noise pixels

thirsty sun
coffee bean
roasted skin

dead flies
in the canteen
heat-killed conversations.

6 comments:

Bland Spice said...

nice as usual...

subtly golden - sounds like a paradox.

Unknown said...

Very heartfelt. You remind me of me.

Anonymous said...

ramyaaaaaaa.....din kno u had a blog....awwwwwwsome posts re!!

Anonymous said...

hey..guess i mistook u for another ramya.... but the compliments are genuine :)

Anonymous said...

sorry...mistook u for another ramya....but the compliments are genuine :)

Harish Govindarajan said...

"Heat killed conversations". Somehow summarizes the rest of the lines peerfectly.