Every shelf has a purpose.
Every shelf has the space.
Every shelf has the clutter.
Every shelf has the dust.
Every shelf has a masterpiece.
Its a closet.
The closet has a door.
The door has a knob.
The knob has the rust.
The rust keeps away the hands.
The hands that would open the door to the world outside.
The hands that would open the world outside,
to the world inside.
The closet is my BRAIN.
The closet is my MIND.
7 comments:
hmm .. surely my MIND too!
gr8 work confu!
well-written :-)
Wah wah! You are just getting better and better baby!
Keep it up!
borntodre@m, saurabh and AD
thnx:)
~Sen~
tum b'bay to aao phir dekhte hain....:P
btw m from a museum situated in mumbai...pin no 400086.....:P
Profound. The pictures are especially good. I didn't realise you had such a poetic bent, in addition to that intellectual mind! Pleasant discovery....
ideasmith
thank you......no wonder I love talking to you ;D
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