Sunday, July 12, 2009

Jetty revisited...


In boyhood, we came here unnumbered times...
We played hide-n-seek...
Soon we graduated to sins of adolescence-
Here at the jetty;

So many years have passed by
Like the stream that flows underneath,
Now after so many years,
Standing here I feel pained...
Memories come back to me
Like clusters of stings,
O' How I miss them all...
Those bright faces, full of smiles and mischief,
O' How I wish to go back
To the days of endless smoke and cards...
Of love won and lost,
Of meaningful meaninglessness...

1 comment:

  1. while i was going through this particular poem..a song of k.k. started playing in my mind and soul as well...pal..yaad ayenge wo pal...

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