Monday, June 01, 2009

volatility

Words are etched,
In the sands,
Of my mind.

Emotions come,
Riding their waves,
Washing them away.

I sit and sing,
Between the tides,
With those words;

Uneffaced!

1 comment:

Aayushi Mehta said...

"I sit and sing,
Between the tides,
With those words;"

absolutely lovely poem, was damn happy to read it!