She pulled him away
From the path of a speeding truck!
Why don't you want to live, she asked.
I don't have a reason to live, he said.
She kissed him firmly on his lips.
A promise was born!
A promise that flickers nervously now
In front of his eyes now amidst blackouts
In the Intensive Care Unit.
This time, a speeding truck
He didn't plan to stand in front of.
12 comments:
Nice wrk.
If u knw this place do lemme knw. I could pull a trick and get my share too ;)
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bye,
hurry.
oho.... irony-aa?? gud gud!!
@hurry: dai, trust you to pick the WRONG focus :-)
@kuttichuvaru: well it isn't as cardboard cutout irony as it seems, i wasn't able to convey it any better
Very beautiful... Alaipayuthey inspired? :)
@sandhya: hey ennayya? hospital... icu-nnaale alaipayuthey-va :-)
Very nice! I have been readin ur blog for quite sometime now and its my second fav blog. Do write more poems.
@arpita: thanks arpita!
is the logical qstn now... what is your favourite blog? :-)
Its - www.mydayzwithmyself.blogspot.com. Urs is the second best;)
good one dear:)
Good one!
vine toooo good! I'm very much touched by ur word:-)
Kept It Short and Sweet. Not many can many can, such a beauty. Congrats!
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