Tag Archives: Thoughts

Beyond the final checkout counter

So many things  That I like I asked,  if I can carry them all? Across and beyond the final checkout counter I paid for them,  after all! It says, you can leave empty handed,  There is no other option,  That’s all! And the things,  you carry and the money you hoard It just stays hereContinue reading “Beyond the final checkout counter”

There is No Bulb

We gathered in the balcony.  Sipping whiskey and watching the dark night.  Silently reflecting and occasionally making conversation. Nothing in particular and none too serious. Music filled the pauses in the conversation. Each one having their own conversation in their minds and a customary one with the others.  The night was nearing early morning. TheContinue reading “There is No Bulb”

Cobbler on the Street

Cobbler on the street Fixing the shoeI wore on my feetHe saysIt’s the soul that’s separatedFrom the worn out hideI asked If it can be mendedCan it be stitched backTo the way, it was beforeHe checked itInside outFeeling the textureGauging the damageIt’s been trampledUsed and abusedWorn in the mannerSo very irresponsibly Yet he said, heContinue reading “Cobbler on the Street”