Friday, 20 July 2012

A bliss-note

‘What’s bliss? they ask
and I wonder.
I don’t know
but there are days and nights
waterways and dryness
tea gone cold
and sudden rain
fragrance of anonymity
ignorance-birthed hope;
and there are tight-lipped faces
with unleashable eyes
and half smiles that slip
to full-bloom and back,
when first word is not ‘hello’
but ‘goodbye’;
I bliss them all
and they bliss me.

1 comment:

  1. but there are days and nights
    waterways and dryness
    tea gone cold
    and sudden rain

    the rain always comes, did you know?

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