Monday, 5 June 2017



desolate, faded,
like an old, museum canvas
silent with swarming old tales;
lost roadways hankering
light footsteps of new tales;
unhinged doors housing
unfamiliar frozen breaths;
history heaves anxiously
behind every stone
piqued with abominable scars...

history has dark patches
different shades of darkness;
peep and know, but never imbibe---
insatiable souls wait in deceiving stillness...

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  1. interesting one to ponder

    much love...

  2. Sounds like the thought invoked when we see the old, unused places or iems. It is hard to look at them without thoughts running wild. Very nice, Sreeja.

  3. Thought provoking. Thank you

  4. Such a powerful close on this!

  5. history - and the present - have dark patches, don't they? ~

  6. history ... behind every stone. I find most places like this fascinating (and wonder about the life stories) - I hate war torn areas though - but still, the way of life that once was - I want to know about. I often feel they want their stories known. I do LOVE ghost walks at night in historic towns - but I usually don't believe most of them. ;)