Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Mislaid tracks



Empty impending silences.
Long pauses.
Blank spaces.
White paper.
Mislaid tracks.

A pen in my hand.
I write the story,
Of the path ahead.
I lose the parchment.
Where am I going?

6 comments:

Shreya said...

*gulp*

The picture and the text ... ek pe ek free you found or what?

Dayaaaaam, serious talks getting to GON's head? :s

♥ÐÅyÐяєÅмє®♥ said...

beyond my comprehension :D

quartertoinsane said...

dats jst half a story...

♪♪HARINI♪♪ said...

Loved it!! <3

Thousif Raza said...

sometimes i feel your thoughts are connected to my brain :P... sach may its so genuine that i'm going through a similar phase rgt now


nice one :)

take care and keep writing.......

Jack said...

G o N,

Confusion of a young mind on reaching age of making decisions brought out very well. Nice photograph which shows it.

Take care