Sunday, August 2, 2009


The clouds are clearing, but there's no wind behind the sails
The wait has been long, but I guess there's always something in the mail
From the maker it has taken its leave
To the seeker it shall provide relief
But the wait has made the seeker meek
So much so, that it felt like swimming up sh*t's creek
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2 comments:

  1. Mulling Over My ThoughtsAugust 2, 2009 at 9:14 PM

    I'd recommend a good dose of chickpeas...you'd probably have enough wind for those sails then...
    :)

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  2. cute n confusedAugust 11, 2009 at 6:25 PM

    u knw, if u ever hear babbar sher on radio city ud find a lot of similarity between tht n ur poetry. both start with something n end with something completely different!
    (i honestly dont knw if tht was a compliment or what) :P

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