19th July '06
Dim white tube-light flashes in the eye
and the night lies forgotten behind..
The monsoon breeze and electrical air
jostle in the room, from ceilig to the shaded marbled floor.
The relics of the rain gone by,
the water puddles glisten in the moon-light...
Innumerable fragments of the shredded satellite
contained within shallow pools of contaminated water.
Someone hums a tune somewhere
to whose rhythms my heart beats fast...
But the strain lost in the traffic somewhere...
..all in my ears, now....SILENCE...
On this not so bright night
when the sky is a tinge of red...
I await another call, another tring..
.."one's not enough for me"...
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