Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Prerna - The Rabbit

Reaching the hill where the house was built,

Dipped in the fragrance of the love they felt

I was asked to fill the ruins with my self.

I sat in the middle

Of the house and the hill

Perched on the hollow

The piercing sun,


Falling deeper

In the dark mist

Blazes of lightning

Some gray, some dark- green

Embraced by the in - sight

Washing my in – sides

Falling deeper in – to

The spiral within my – self.

I saw someone scurrying by with a coat and a clock

Guess it was the rabbit

I was tracking,

With the sun above, the hollow within and the dead beneath


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