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Wednesday, 20 November 2013

A Late Evening !



A late evening ! I am alone
yet not wholly so
A crowd has feeling too
Enough to shift a little 
and let me sit 
on a teeny edge 
to rest my aching legs awhile.

I wonder afterwards.....
What if  I faint 
from sheer exhaustion 
They might pick me up 
What if I puke 
since I am not feeling well 
Will they....will they....?

The late evening is not black 
It is beautiful
Blue sky stretching clouds 
colored golden-milk 
Between the outstretched arm of 
trees turned black and solid 
before the day.

Alone,but not lonely 
I taste the first taste 
of my honesty
and my strength.
Home I do not think of,
But of destinations,desires,aims.

The late evening distills my wishes 
The scum,the slag dissolved....
all in my tiredness ....
and there remains 
precious little
Only the truth,existence and 
the desire to create.

5 comments:

  1. So well etched with words. I like the positive end, the desire to create.

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  2. हिंदी ब्लॉगर्स चौपाल{चर्चा मंच}20 November 2013 at 21:28

    इस पोस्ट की चर्चा, बृहस्पतिवार, दिनांक :- 21/11/2013 को "हिंदी ब्लॉगर्स चौपाल {चर्चामंच}" चर्चा अंक - 47 पर.

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  3. Alone,but not lonely
    I taste the first taste
    of my honesty
    and my strength.
    Home I do not think of,
    But of destinations,desires,aims.

    GOOD JOB BUDDY .

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