It rained today in patches
Then a foggy weather
Settled beneath those yellow street lamps
There is this smell in the damp air
Occasional print of some flower
Blossoming somewhere
A familiar smell
but never en-quired
And it draws a silhouette
in the atmosphere
each dead leaf
seems exotic
2.Bent
Sisyphus, how long will u try?
Even machines wear
And human beings bend
With each passing night
Your task is ridiculed
"By whom? by whom?"
by you !
3.Wrong
The more I walk
the more i loose
now looking back
the road seems like
a mirage of myriad days
molded to the hearts desire
some distant perfume
the many shades of many a evenings
multiply
more rare colors appear
and they dress me in that delightful pride
to everyone it says
"if only you knew"