A LAZY EVENING.........AND SOME MEMORIES.....

The morning's mist hardly forecasts the day's gloom,which is lost in some mystical maze of memories;too shy to confess,yet too coward to confiscate speculative thoughts.As the mobile phone vibrates in humiliation,seeking some attention,life melancholates at losing chastity and significance all at once.Passing by the highway of restless mind,anger fantasizes shredding the pebbles that hindered pace.Though plausible and ridden with paucity,the raped consciousness still wills to fight out all the childish fears,that had somehow overshadowed pauper childhood and stretched to adolescence in the dawn that projected Sun as just a fire-ball.

Still,the shadow replicates the body and claims existence even in the dark.Still windmills run on the whim of the breeze and life,on the whim of universal disdain.And the soul wanders along in jaded jauntiness,boasting of the smoke when the flame is gone.