Monday, October 26, 2009

Chasing a bug

Chasing a bug, with sleepy eyes

does not figure out, after many tries


Some where in this alley I think a cat is crying,

the watchman whistling, the poor old discarded man dying,


Late in the night, in despair, in front of this latop I stare

in the emptiness , the silence, the end of the Kolkata affair


A limping career , and a upcoming life,

obviously, there will be EMIs, a car, a flat and a wife


Fruitful, may be , my tonights night out,

an every day regulation and nothing to clout


All the work, the buggy  eyes,

no matter what I do , how many tries



No comments: