June 29, 2009


"I shall show you fear in a handful of dust"...T S Eliot

A 'why?" echoes thro busy shopping plazas
An actress stares blankly at the roaring audiences beneath
The empty skies above
the rubble underneath

the sun rose from behind the rock
and disappeared behind it everyday
at night the wolves howled from the top
and the eyes sleepless for a thousand years still gather more unease

set your vision as far as u can
the barren stones still stare back at you
the no-one animals ...the nobody furniture
.....echoing thro corriddors of oblivion
"Who are u? Who are you?"

Like diving at night into endless seas
Like put inside a capsule and exiled into space
Disappearing ..nameless...without a trace...