Wednesday, November 26, 2008

crazy thought

Some crazy little people,
Lived in my head.
The crazy little people,
They wanted to fight.

On the table,
They laid,
A cloth-
Made of thought.

Sat around the table,
Crazy little people,
Tearing and pulling,
Spraying spots of million hues.

And there I sat,
Laughing and crying;
Tormented
By the same thought.

5 comments:

Musings of a wanderer said...

This is a nice thought and a unique way of translating thoughts on to the table.

Rukhiya said...

Wonderful Jags! Simplicity with a profound effect!

Usha Pisharody said...

Surreal, really, Jagadeesh!!

Somehow this is playing out with people too, at Mumbai!

Rukhiya said...

You have been awarded the 'Free spirited and Independent' blogger award. Check :

http://overtome.blogspot.com/2008/11/free-spirited-and-independent-award.html

Evanescent Flower said...

lolz...just brilliant...