Friday, May 25, 2012

Flying without Wings........

Me,the wingless butterfly
floating in wings of wind....

Neither know where to go...
Nor know where not to go....

In the wildness of the wingless freedom,
I seek that crumbled old chariot...
the chariot without the horses of destiny....
the chariot without the horses of desire...

Me,the colorless butterfly
seeking blindness from a colored world...!!!...

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Views.......


Laying her head on my shoulders, she murmured...
"Look ...there is light again."I looked up...
There was an infinitum of darkness in my front...
So deep that even I found myself no different from it..
I shook my head, .."No"....


She came closer and placed her face to my face...
"See...there is it...", pointing her lean hands....
Again my eyes wandered in the darkness..
"NO.."...I was angry..


She smiled...(She always does that when I am angry..)
And then turned around...
Slowly in the wind,i tasted the sweetness of her lips....




Then with my closed eyes...
I saw darkess withering away through her flying darker hair,
which covered my face...
And there I felt the light...the "LIGHT OF LOVE"...

And for the first time I knew ,
I was blind with my eyes wide open......
And for the first time I knew ,
the vison and visibility were not the same....

Praveen P