April 10, 2009


Life has been a great leveller,
A great teacher who seldom retires,
who accompanies you in every turn
Words passing thru the strand, which I trusted.. is no more the same....

My emotions seldom gets registered,
My love seldom reaches there
My pains are seldom heared
But I trusted you my friend,
The job was well done, but I never expected to bring cracks on my mirror.
The cracks which gets filled not easily.
The cracks which seldom gets healed
which pricks, and continues to prick

like a never ending Jigsaw puzzle.. the jigsaw which pricks... making me learn the art of miscommunication... the communication which left my love gasp for breath, in between the stream of tears....

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