Thursday, August 31, 2006

it was forced on me in the suddenness
of an impulsive glance
your opinion of the "likes" of me.

Sunday, August 13, 2006

she walks down the open road
only the road behind her and her feet bare,
her forhead smeared
with subconscious dribbles of stranger thoughts
and just so she passes by,
unaffected by unknown vibes,goes a distance
turns with the same unbroken expression,
catches a hint of a smile
and then catches my eye
the frowns make way for the moment
and a loving smile says goodbye

Thursday, August 03, 2006

behind the camaraderie and the sweet talk stays a bastard child called hate that no one wants to call her own