Wednesday, March 18, 2009

The divine and the vulgar both,
Derives sustenance from the same force.

The light and the dark
Emanating from the same breath

The purity of the snowflake, the dirt of the gutter,
All flows into the same ocean.

Language is a pollutant,
For virgin thoughts contemplated,
Through silence.

7 comments:

Parth said...

amazing!!! really.....
just one thing...give it a suitable title na.....

Harshvardhan Pande said...

B-R-I-L-L-I-A-N-T

I am speechless quite frankly!

sujay somani said...

to be true
to be frank
the launguage is above my reach

Oxymoron said...

The way you have threaded your thoughts is b'ful....your writings always leave me wondering in what mood & state of mind my kid bro would have written such deep thots.....btw, am missing not having a title!

Oxymoron said...

The way you have threaded your thoughts is b'ful....your writings always leave me wondering in what mood & state of mind my kid bro would have written such deep thots.....btw, am missing not having a title!

Oxymoron said...
This comment has been removed by the author.
Oxymoron said...

Btw, in case you are wondering, this is your sis-d-gr8 from delhi! Madam Arpita ji :)