Saw a facebook profile pic of someone sitting by the window. Thought if I could come up with a piece to describe it without brooding over it for a long time. It's sad that the one for whom this was written will never come to know about it.
But then, my work borrowed a moment from someone's life. Maybe someday, life too will borrow a piece of my work without telling me.
Here's to mutual imitation:
Sitting by the window,
Staring at the street.
Letting others know,
Yet staying discreet.
Gazing through the grill,
Guarding her thoughts.
I see her by the sill,
More often than not.
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Easy to trace the tracks of my tears!!!
1 week ago
3 comments:
I see your words more often and they mirror my thoughts. Out of humble curiosity i ask, the profile pic is whose I think it is?
@FPA: I didn't know that the person you refer to also had a similar pic. Just saw that. But it isn't that one. The one I saw had a window with grills. Details in your inbox. Had it been the one you refer to, I'd have written directly to her :)
I had an inklin wudnt be so. Hence the humble curiosity!!!
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