Tuesday, July 6, 2010

The Episode of the Giant Lady





One day a little girl went wandering holding onto a fine silver thread that no one else could see. Up she came a flight of stairs and saw a room glowing like silver. She hide awhile behind the door and watched the Giant Lady who looked young but had flowing silver hair weave the most beautiful white feather like fibre. After awhile the lady looked up and smiled as if she knew the little girl was always there and invited her so kindly in that the little one who till then had fear in her heart forgot it all and sat by her...
Very sketchish but I so loved penning what was in my mind. Click on the pic for a better view :)


Thursday, October 15, 2009

On Conversation

I talked so much,
All that incessant chatter.
But alas nothing would matter
No image to savour in your memory remain.
So much for speaking without refrain.
For in all that noise,
Was forgotten a reflection of my Soul's voice.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Vision

The sun peeped out and blew the cover of zillion smothering dust particles

The Vineyard

Sailing through roads in darkness.
Curiosity straining for light keeps awake.
Catch glimpses of stories, speculate.
Wells of light shining out on the river,
Each view slithers past like a snake.
Awakening time of unearthly beauties,
This night will intoxicate.