Thursday, August 15, 2013

The grande`

Found that grande`
That clock...
Grandfather...
Old
Ornate,

Seen it
Many many years
Passages,
Days and nights...
Morns and noons...
Sorrows ...
Happiness...

Ups
Downs

Moments

Seconds

Found that grande`
That Clock...
Grand father
Kind...

(Note: found the clock on the wall of a Punjabi Dhaba...the young man, wearing a turban, with stray beard, allowed me to take picture of the clock with a congenial candidness...and even gave me a brief history of it, I am indebted to him, that young man)

at

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

The State Funeral

At least they have given her The State Funeral With tongue cut,  She could not have spoken for  The rare award,  The police have done the th...

  • The journey by boat*
    That boat of Madhu the boatman Is left tied at the ghat of Rajganj No one is taking it As it is filled with jute raw; If they would give...
  • What a sunshine, what a sky,
    What a Sunshine You bestow On the plains of the city, Still moving slow, What a Sky You like a cover spread On my heart by hours of li...
  • Like sleepy , a lullaby...
    Evening Traveling non stop, This lullaby like You as come, On Your bosom weary me wishes to lie... As if a Brahms Casting a shadowy co...