Monday, 8 October 2007




he sat by the lamp post outside the grocery store...
maybe he had a story, maybe he had a name,
he was the beggar,he still sits in my memory lane...
he never complained,
never asked
he never looked
never glanced

but he had a broken bowl
in which he always looked..
at night
and at day
how do i know?
i just suppose
i saw him once...
doing the same,
we all see once don't we?
and suppose..
suppose that she loves
suppose she doesn't?
suppose this computer blows as i type
suppose the walls fall in?
suppose i pass
suppose i don't?
suppose the world ends tomorrow,
suppose i don't wake up today..
suppose,
we didn't suppose,
anything and everything.


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