My little cousin sister came visiting. She isn't so little anymore. But I feel as protective as ever. These photos are from my trip to the Niligiri Hills. It was really beautiful and I will post more photos soon.
For now I leave you with this slightly melancholic poem ...
A sheepish wind,
Blows a yellow leaf,
From her tenuous bindings,
With an unsuitable tree.
Twirl, twirl,
Like treacherous time,
Unwinds the screw,
That fixed my hopes and wantings.
Captured by my longing gaze,
She duly waits,
For turbid time,
To take its course.
9 comments:
Slightly melancholic?
Umm... but anyways, it is a pleasure like Hugo once said - "the pleasure feeling sad."
The poem rocks!
:-)
ye ek dum oopar se gaya..! can u pls tell dumb mortals like us a little more abt this poem?
Oh come on ... its just a yellow leaf that got separated from a tree and is twirling down, frozen in time, waiting for its destiny to unfold ;-)
I don't mind melancholy.
I like that bottom pic. It reminds me of an Ireland shot I had for desktop wallpaper a while ago.
yeah..i know cassandra..she wasn't agamemnon's concubine..in fact she was Paris' step sister..priam's daughter...check Iliad if u don't believe me..
in fact there's a novel called 'cassandra'..it's a first person account of what really happened at troy, told by cassandra..a little of it is fictional..but it's beautifully written...
i'm like cassandra in a way..i fortell doom for a lot of ppl..he he :P
Great poem!
Oddly enough I am writing one with similar subject matter right now... may post later... xoS
Vasu:
Thank you so much :-)
Eric:
Put another pic of 'Ireland' for your sake ;-)
Maddy:
Yes she is so sweet... After all she is my sis!
Sarafina:
I would so love to read it...
Wriju, you are a word magician! :o)
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