Sunday, January 11, 2009

At times..

Laugher. Laugher. Uninhibited...
People. People. All around...
Chaos. Madness. Like never before...
Growth. Success. To get somewhere...
Money.Power. Comes and goes...
Void. Empty. Space. That can never fill...
In a foreign land.

6 comments:

sahilm2002 said...

:)

Sathya said...

interesting....but very short, can u elaborate ur poem??

Goli said...

Like this short poem,
But perhaps the idea is never "to fill in the void" but to appreciate the things we take for granted. :).

Priya said...

ya.. i hope it never fills.. if it gets filled people would never get back!

Srividya Padmanabhan said...

finally some one is back in action!!!

Priya said...

hehe... ille di..
not yet!! :)