Wednesday, February 02, 2005
Siesta in the mellow afternoon.
The citrine sun draining into city lights.
A well-known street, an unknown city.
The Moon River under a clear night sky.
The movies that were never made.
A drifter coming back home, looking around the bend.
A Street band playing their songs on the Chapel stairs.
Applause in the darkness.
Memories of the land of golden sands.
Colored kites in the summer wind.
Silent squares and shuttered shops.
Strangers in your night.
Friendly voices in unknown languages,
The girl from Ipanema, living next door.
The happy cobbled street, and the board which read,
“The Starfish Sonata OPEN till your eyes close.”
Labels: Fiction
4 Comments:
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Rohan,
Where have you been? -
Hi,
Been off the map totally. Lots of work, lots of other stuff happening...
Nice hearing from you.
Cheers!
Rohan, from under a Rock. -
Back? Looks like 'Rock's' real heavy .. so how are you faring bro under the 'Rock' ?
Bro you better do well under the 'Rock'. Data is real valuable .. we learn a lot during Alpha. Right?
peace
Tanushree Baruah said... On Thursday, February 03, 2005 2:53:00 pm
Rohan said... On Thursday, February 03, 2005 7:39:00 pm
Vivek Pandyarajan said... On Thursday, February 03, 2005 8:02:00 pm
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