The autumn came and by the time it left,
bared the tree...
When it was not winter and the sun still used to come
With my back to the sun facing the laptop
I could see the shadow of the tree on my laptop screen
This sight would fill me with a mixture of melancholy and joy
For the time of the winter I guess,
that mixture would remain just a memory...
a trip to Walmart today
on a broken-pedaled cycle seemed an adventure
what with rain coming and the wind blowing
all at the odd coincidental time
waiting at a traffic signal,
i looked at more fortunate people in cars
moments of self-pity left me soon
when a 60 year old sweetly wrinkly lady
passed me by
saying a hello
riding a tricycle,
smoking merrily a cigarette
a 60-year old lady
will that lady be another memory
or shall i meet her the next time
in Walmart, smoking merrily and saying
Have a Good Day
on a windy, chilly, rainy day!!
3 comments:
always liked your style of writing :)
hey scanned through all ur blogs(archives too). They are interesting and refreshing to read especially the one about the old lady
the name maxwriter does not fit the context of your blog RM...i really happened to meet the old lady deepa, thanks for scanning the blog :)
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