Monday, September 10, 2012

Scene from a bus stop


We wait
and then we start wailing.
We disturb
and then we create.
We must be tiny
because we are made of absolutes.
We are limitless
as long as there are limits.

Then the bus comes

I miss it.

2 comments:

angshuman phukan said...

haha...infinitely tiny..we're therefore approaching absolute forever..and miss it, in our most trivialacts like missing a bus i was waiting for..speaking and lying at the sametime

defaulter's blog said...

speaking and lying at the same time indeed thanks for reading and writing back.