Saturday, May 23, 2009

When .......

When mind fails to keep up with ambient athleticism and nerves begin to burst at the seams

When eyes plan to see what you want to and the finger tips begin to feel abstract nouns

When self cries out in agony of latent mediocrity and lips tremble at the sound of I

When motives haunt your innocence and reality is a painted ship upon a painted ocean

When milieu is defined by horizon and margins creep over to occupy your pages

When sunshine shies away from you and raindrops stop just above your head

When blase sarcasm is confused for wit and words begin to dictate the poem

When lesser known fears assume unknown proportions and fullstops are welcome

Then lets talk and take the long promised walk .... ..... ..... .....

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

"It feels nice to write in English at times."

Hey K,
Reply - to the 9th comment on "High Bread". Please.

histrionix said...

Nice. It is reminiscent of 'Where the mind is without fear' by Tagore in structure.

Anonymous said...

1 thing ,when u were in iim were u among rankers-president medal or top 10?coz i heard only toppers can get offers from goldman....plz tell

Kartikeya said...

I was amongst the bottom 10 in IIM, hope this helps. Would appreciate if I am not asked questions on life so far in this forum

Anon said...

I am amused again

Anonymous said...

alle alle..inna gushshaaaa........

namrata said...

your blog is really admirable..and congratulations for your success...hope you kip the flame ignited......