"I'm just the mere shadow of my former selfishness. I crave the silhouette of your kiss."

Monday, May 04, 2009 @ 9:01 pm

To prevent excessive boredom, here's an extract from the Stray Birds, by Rabindranath Tagore, a really long poetry (dont roll your eyes, its my sudden affinity with this poem).

Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.
And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sign.

O Troupe of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my words.
The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.
It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal

The mighty desert is burning for the love of a blade of grass who shakes her head and laughs and flies away.

Let this be my last word, that I trust in thy love. (my favourite sentence :D)

OKAY :D I shall end this, this post sounded so deep. Not my style though. Its math test yesterday, i think i need to do something unrelated to it for a break ! 3 days of mugging math, if i flunk it, i'll strangle myself.