Friday, October 31, 2008

my lazy pencil
sprawls lines
on a white paper dream

free hand
in a flow,
letting go

in squiggles,
random loops,
and wind-chased waves.

upturned page floats,
waiting for you
to colour me in.

2 comments:

ashes2087 said...

taare zameen parr...

Anonymous said...

i like ur writing.. kinda has an inner meaning in all works.. this one i think depicts love... a dream awaitin its day... opinions differ:)

keep goin...