A little limitless blue
amongst a maze of electric wires connecting cloud to cloud
A small peep of some warm earth
from behind the cold cloak of cement
A shock of lush, life-full wild
in the sterile silence of large empty offices
A touch of cold rock under bare foot
amidst red pump-heels muffled in carpeted lobbies
A shriek of real pain, a flame of true passion
amidst calculated words and glassy eyes
The moon a little more fairer
sooted behind the exhaust fan in the kitchen window
And amidst all the chaos of living
that little something called life!
Notes - It started out as sentences but turned into a blank verse. I couldn't find the exact image that can go with the words, but this one comes close. Picture by Punit when we visited Vasai Fort.
