Thursday, July 14, 2011

Air

I dreamt of a garden

Mystics singing hymns

I saw a peacock dance

His feathers, so intense

The air was tranquil

Clear, no grey clouds

Gentle warmth, sunshine

I wanted to be there longer, forever may be.

Then it all came crashing down, a pile of cards

A dream, I said, cards….

Though the ace seems to be lost, I hope to find it

Somewhere down the line, in the pile of cards.

5 comments:

Dead Blog said...

This one is pretty good, actually!

dethsoul said...

thanks for reading mr. arora! haha

Aroused said...

the ace is always with the magician(anupam)..i cant reveal how i do it..its called the prestige..well written mate..great improvisation over the others..no fathom no beckon..always a great read..

Suman Sourav said...

The Ace is in the Air only....just need to reach The Garden soon...
Good read bro !

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