Monday, October 5, 2009

A mystery surrounds the night
like the frail darkness in light
a face emerges and fades at the corridor,
Huh! just another urban blight


samrat said...

A mystery; yes, a mystery it is
But not as frail as the dark linings of the blinding light
Many a face may emerge and seem to fade
But will be there in its shade
And urban blight is just a momentary blink
For it is the 'Life' unto which all will eventually sink.

Bheja fry kavita.

Cynthia said...

A quiet beauty.