He sneaked in through the window.
While she sat, biting her nails, batting eye-lashes and dancing and grinning from time to time, he lay right in front of her.
She was, of course, oblivious. She had grand plans for the night. She wanted to make that special cup of coffee and listen to that very special sound track. She had plans of dreaming the funny dreams. Eyes wide open.She also wanted to talk. Think aloud, perhaps. She was just too full of herself.
He wanted to be noticed. He had a life, after all. With life comes hope. He wanted to be with her. Maybe even talk to her.
Alas, the night faded away. She'd fallen asleep in front of the blinking screen.He was swept away in the morning.
He was, after all, a tiny dust particle.
While she sat, biting her nails, batting eye-lashes and dancing and grinning from time to time, he lay right in front of her.
She was, of course, oblivious. She had grand plans for the night. She wanted to make that special cup of coffee and listen to that very special sound track. She had plans of dreaming the funny dreams. Eyes wide open.She also wanted to talk. Think aloud, perhaps. She was just too full of herself.
He wanted to be noticed. He had a life, after all. With life comes hope. He wanted to be with her. Maybe even talk to her.
Alas, the night faded away. She'd fallen asleep in front of the blinking screen.He was swept away in the morning.
He was, after all, a tiny dust particle.
16 comments:
posting comments is getting trickier and trickier....
i suppose thats all i have to say about that.
Is that a good thing or a bad thing?
:-ss
wow... that prompted some chauvinist sentiments in me.
Surrealistic B-)
somehow reminded me of the song creep by radiohead. which is a goodthing if you're wondering, because it's one ofmy favourite songs :D
lol good thing.....good thing... besh intellectual bepar shyapar :P
Lovely :)
Daman,that sounds like me...... :(
The beginning reminds me of the Beatles' 'She Came in Through the Bathroom Window' and the girl reminds me of Rapunzel. The ending suggests this poet chooses her thought out words very carefully and the last words touches the heart and whizzes by, much like a bullet that awakens you but doesn't kill you.
'An Ode to The Dust Particle' ??? Why! You just gave me an idea to write more odes myself. Thanks...
and
keep Blogging!
ok u know what i give up
i cannot match yr aatlami :p
AWESUM AWESUM AWESUM!!!!
*grin grin gush gush*
You know what....are you getting better day by day or it is me whose thoughts are being narrowed? as usual awesum....
Do you somehow relate to that dust particle? At least sumtimes i do....wanting to be noticed but then always swept away by sum other thing.....
sheesh.ki avant garde thought!dhulokona niye lekhalekhi.bhaba jay?
amay chere die dust particle nie lekha lekhi suru???!!!!.. ami ki etotai nogonno??? alas.....
too funny. I died of laughter.
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