A little array of thoughts
Bogie me like a train
Wheeling on my breath
For the purpose undefined
I chatter my heart
Full of compartments
Slovenly looking outside of Window
At the overcast skies
My words are mere words
An unknown spectator
Lure me towards it’s becoming
Towards crumpled wishes and huff of it’s meaning
A challenging, imaginative piece.
So much thanks Vijay Nair Jee.
Another existential quandary delivered with the author’s inimitable aplomb.
So much thanks for thy precious comments dear Sir Louis Kasatkin.