Saturday, January 17, 2009

Not again

Winter chillness coils me
Don't remember where those
Blue pullovers are!
Lingering in last night thoughts
I turn around
You were an early bird that day
Stretching, You say
I told Amma, I will not come
I grin
Sliding down to the edge
You untie your hair to tie it
I felt the warmth
I asked, how did it change?
Can I rephrase "happiness" in Webster?

Not this place again
Not this direction again
Not this hangover again
Not again


Abirami Rajendran said...

Cryptic.I hope it got you what you wanted.

Vijesh said...

Cryptic - well that was to the best of my poor abilities. I know the same could have been written 25 times better than this first draft. May be I would have expressed well with my lens. :)

I wished! But it was to say that, its not for me!