Sunday, February 10, 2013

life is short for the flying unicorn

the basket weavers of dreams ...

basket weavers i shoot them when i go to town..

Fade In Fade Out


in memories
dead dying
without
your
viral
silence
screams
shouts
without
doubt
thought
pervade
my poetic
consciousness
i try to rout
a beggar poet
a broken beggars
bowl a lout
your generous
hands feed
another mans
mouth
your nape
your pout
without
doors
shut in
shut out

Why Did Yo Leave Me ..

Without The Panipuriwala Mumbai Will Lose Its Spice Of Life

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