MY clock ticks at 4.27 AMI am tossing the ideas and thoughts
which has shaped my way of being around
and the obsession of being with me
as a defacto default happening
nearby Shakurbasti railway terminal
I simply listening to the Engine siron off and on
this place has seen me too frequent
for my cousins
now their life has drifted them away
I knew in the inception
the ephemeral relevance
of acquittance's and related ones
time may put another shower
with another relevance
I shall show the usual warmth
my heart asks
how much pains
You have suffered
while negotiating past warmth's
I simply remain a docile listener
life is that way only
I visit your orkut profile as if some elixir is there
immediate shot of relevance
my heart again laughs at me
probably I have forgotten to laugh
may be its meaning as become
to enigmatic to me
and I do ask myself
why
is it you
or I am made of such a stuff
source: shipra.v, Dr.Astha, Dr.Aditi
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