Leaving my cracked footprints on the coarse sands of time.
I close my eyes and lean forward
So the sprinting breeze can soothe those bruised cheeks.
A splash of red bloodies the ocular screen
Like the vermillioned parting of a new bride,
The battered brains of a suicidal moron.
With due apologies, these are just random thoughts of a completely demented mind!
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Ms. Editor, 'coArse sands', surely?
Very vivid. Just short of vivisection, if one may say so!
And I live in Calcutta. I like Bangalore when I visit, though it seems to lose some charm every year.
J.A.P.
tks again...just proves how demented I really am...
Oh abt Bangalore, precisely, if u r a visitor u may still like it, tho' it's surely losing its charm y the minute now, not years. But even then I wouldn't reconsider Calcutta. And sorry, just decided not to post about it...coz all the reasons for disliking Cal are intensely personal.
So what does the "bilaaa" (ref your comment on my blog) stand for?
It just means havoc!!
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