27.10.11

Three Blind Mice

To S, M and A
Not necessarily in that order

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One of them
Resolved to live with it
Because the roads in ‘Lore
Are unlike the Capital’s.
And now he’d rather shut up,
Unless interrogated.
He knows not what he looks for
Knows not what to do
He does know this –
That he is not to be known.

The other, meanwhile,
Puffed in cancer
Breathing out fear
Of failing to meet up
His preset paradigm
With the kid dead
And mother unaware
What yarn could he spin,
So Consciousness would let him live
Both his and William’s

The third, in the meantime,
Is living in his own sweet bubble
Speaking a language
He doesn’t understand.
The ghost of days gone by
Haunts him still;
So he just travels
From mountains to deserts
Lighting candles
Wherever he goes.

5 comments:

AP said...

The cheek, the cheek!

Rishav Chatterjee said...

Good one!

Rishav Chatterjee said...

Good one!

Aupsy-The cOOlest One!! said...

i hereby declare myself to be the third of the three,
coz it was anyway named A by thee
:D

Another awesome kreation, and refreshingly different from the earlier ones :)

Creation said...

@ AP

Shoo.

@Rishav
Thanks! So glad to see a new name around here. I thought this blog was a lost cause. Do keep visiting.

@Ayush:

Now that you mentioned... yes I did that once! Although I realised that the final verse is fitting for a few people.