Sunday, May 2, 2010


The wheels count,
colours in my eyes; as I ride the caravan,
back home.

The birds walk
and see me fly; as I head my wits,
back home.

© Rajat Mahajan. 2010


Anonymous Someone said...

Short and sweet...

ecstatic shimmeR said...

thanks for coming by

sp.ajay said...

a few more days left!

ecstatic shimmeR said...

yeah, but its the moments before dawn that make you feel sleepiest.
Poor metaphor, i know. but that's all i came up with right now..