Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Poetry is a point of view


Tears at the turn of a road
that doesn’t lead home anymore,
Waves at unseeing people
Frolicking away on the shore
Peripheral stuff and sideway fluff
Find their ways in a scratchy song
Or become those soothing achy truths-
Those dreams that don’t belong.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

just great!!
have you written it yourself?

Anonymous said...

Hi..is this pic taken at the Coral Islands off Pattaya? :)

Mukta Raut said...

Hi anon,

Yep...

hey crab..no..this is Kata beach in Phuket

Leziblogger said...

aha!

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Anonymous said...

Reminded me of Pattaya somehow.. Thanks for clarifying Mukta :)

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