Narrow lanes.
Brick-lined curbs.
Scattered rows of human hearth.
And then the never ending road
Stubborn not to end.
Loopy smoke
Jaded clouds
Smiling men in rainbow shrouds
Walking down the treaded path
Stopping by the bend.
Eager eyes.
In teary mess.
Drinking down the loneliness
Peppered with the bitter snack
Of love not making way.
Hatred frowns.
Freeze in time.
Lavenders with lilies rhyme
Joyous dance the young at heart.
Lose the squandered day.
4 comments:
That was wonderful!!
Straight to the point and absolutely breath-taking!!
Nice weave of words...
Ok I must admit i didnt really get this :( ... Liked the expression "jaded clouds" though!
I saw one photograph after another!
Beautiful!
beautiful poem...
especially the last stanza... :-) The phrases used epithets so delicately that each one seems irreplceable. good job!
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