Friday, November 16, 2012

au revoir...

The desktop theme of the sky pad
is definitely blue...
last time today I am destined to get the view
of everything...this world of ours...
You opening your life under the shower...
Aroma of lotus all over...
Honey getting collected on palms...

Au revoir...dear...for time has come...
in both analog and digital stillness...
captured somewhere in a fine mosaic...
I wish they would all stay...
the trees...the lakes...the secrets
of an experience...
bookshops...chats over cuppuccino...
all would I hope just remain fine tuned
reality checks though leave them pruned...

au revoir
to that bench upon which we sat
and also to those saplings with purple and red spots...
glowing like impossible little ideas at twilight...
to that particular corner where we stopped
every day almost before another day would arrive...
to that sweet fragnant beehive
hanging from that branch so burdened...
to that paper napkin for scribbles specifically meant...
to those afternoons by pillows cushioned...
to that manuscript upon which fingers motioned...
au revoir...

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