Tuesday, December 25, 2007

You

Time drifts by
flotsam on a slow river
nowhere to go, nothing to achieve
existing to exist.

My soul is hungry
depleted and lonely
A single tree facing
a vehement storm
my leaves fall away
one by one.

The sunset
a distant horizon
and all I can do
is sit and think
about you.

- Harish Suryanarayana.

6 comments:

Crescent said...

Ah! :)

Harish Suryanarayana said...

:)

stuffedgoofie! said...

Ah!!
:)

stuffedgoofie! said...

Amazing stuff! Yet to breeze through fully, to be honest :) Keep the lines pouring in.. I shall try, too :P

Matangi Mawley said...

good post!

Harish Suryanarayana said...

@stuffedgoofie -> Thank you for coming by :) Keep posting regularly !

@Matangi -> Thank you ! and nice talking to you ;)