Winds of reminiscence
Flows over me
The umbrella of evening embraces the transitional cart
I carry the unseen thread to my tenderfoots
Smoke of exhausting reverie reflect in my eyes
Oh the chaos of dreams and memories
I am unable to perceive myself in the mirror of unfinished hope.
(c) raju baruah 6th june'10
Raju Baruah
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