Wednesday, March 11, 2009


How will you define me..
What name my existence would be

The Extreme heat of summer
Or shivering cold of winter

An old book's unfinished chapter
Or the one who wandered seeking answer

A most beautiful destruction
Or crushed pieces for resurrection

A gold turned in to dust
Or my inner harden with crust

An unreasonable and irritating rash
Or residue left behind of burnt ash

An old leafless dried tree
Or a soul of a confused yogi

A dying thirst in the desert
Or one who discarded all its comfort

A drop of early morning dew
Or words of a final adieu

(© Rakesh Kumar march 2009)

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