April 17, 2010

Syndromes and a century

From Meghlapur


where will u run?
simulated rain forests?
packaged escapades?
pitch black roads and cubic buildings
the afternoons saturated with chemical fumes
making me dizzy
when all is defined and easy
what remains is me and u
our petty lives and wishes
fuckin self-improvement and clich├ęs

2 comments:

modern exile said...

'self-improvement and cliches'
well said Sandipan, very well said.

modern exile said...

BTW, love the template and the design.. everything.