Fresh are those days,
spicy and crispy as lays.
It was me, ten years back
as a young damsel
staring at my physics teacher!!!
That day’s class was about
Archimedes – “The eureka man”.
Archimedes principle :
“Weight of immersed object = weight of water displaced”.
Who cared what he said?!!
But now life has wounded me badly
that I restate it
Rukma’s principle:
“Weight of immersed sorrows = weight of tears displaced”.
You people concur with me?
Very narrow are my arteries
that even my blood gushes and not flows.
My sorrows too wanted
to flow along – I wondered why?
They too wanted to reach my heart.!!
My heart beats every second
not as a sign of me still alive
but as a sign of me waiting
for the ONE to wipe it off.
Hope death does not reach me before HIM!!!
Those black lines show the sorrows flowing along with blood in my heart!!!
TO BE CONTINUED……
May be u shud not be worryin about those tiny little blask spots but be happy about the other ‘white’ spaces 🙂
(IF that seems stupid …) – Maybe u shud forget ur sorrows and enjoy ur life. after all ‘life is beautiful’ 🙂
Each n every line expressin grief….Wat happened…hun….
I wish even your words sud be cheerin n inspirin others…………….
U ll do na…………
Thika,
“The sea can never ruin ur sand castle”
way to go dear..keep posting!
enna oru kolaveri….
lol
keep going..!!!
all the best…
You seem to have kept your old zoology records in the safe 🙂
hahaha…see the date of the post..it was written long back 😛