COBWEB A dark dungeon of desires at the edge of the jungle feeding on memories’ corpses caught in the dank threads of Time as our heart towards an awkward silence round the clock races; webs of wild love woven by a huge black spider whose intricate sticky cells sometimes break but instantly rebuild themselves like a magician’s wishes; to catch you unaware when you prod on to find the final meaning like the glow-worms on the riverside trying to read the lines carved on the waters by anguished lovers in their hearts’ million pines and hardly the mystery uncovers ! Why are you afraid of these webs that oft’ stick on to your skin like some unwanted thoughts during a prayer or a reflection as you move on and on before reaching the desired destination ! comp. n copy right : saroj k. padhi 05/10/14
Posted on: Sun, 05 Oct 2014 07:06:13 +0000
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