Monday, January 19, 2009

hurricane time..

I lay asleep,
Way away from the world,
At the bottom of an ocean,

All of a sudden,
The calm ocean,
Turns turbulent,
With violent waves.

The ripples spread,
In breadth and depth,
Waking me,
From my slumber.

From under the ocean of blankets,
I arise,
To my mother's hand,
Pulling the blankets with all her might.

1 comment:

Usha Pisharody said...

Now this is what I mean.. typically Jagz..:)
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