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It was a small pebble
found at a sea shore
perceived as fribble
formed out of some ore.

It was beautiful and mellow
curvaceous and lustrous
bright with a tinch of yellow
under the sun it seemed outragious.

He noticed it & touched it
took it in his hand
it jumped out of euphoria,oouch!
was back on sand.

It wished to see him again
but he had gone
searched him, but all in vain
alas! was left all alone.

Comments

Swati Jain said…
acha to ye kaam ho rahe h ghar par beth kar..relatives gaye kya? aur bata kya chal raha h..n humse milne ka tym nahi waise ye kaam kar rahi h..but really good work..nice thoughts
August 31, 2008 at 10:49 AM
ankitminglani said…
us pebble me jaroor bhoot hoga :D :D :D he he .. good one motu :):):):)
September 1, 2008 at 4:47 AM
Siddhi Agrawal said…
@ swati: yup gaye..

and tum logo se fir kabhi mil lungi sweety

@ ankit: bhalu ko sirf bhoot dikhta hai. and u forgot the rule?calling me motu publicaly?I will kill u for this (lolz)
September 1, 2008 at 6:54 AM
The Wanderer said…
short sweet and simple :)

(like this comment :) )
September 2, 2008 at 2:34 PM
Chiranjeev Singh said…
Reading this I remembered one line in Gurbani "Sapne oobhi payi,
gaeyo ki na anchala,
sundar purakh birajat
pekh man banchala,
khoju ta ke charan
kaho kat paeeye,
Har ha soi jatan bataye sakhi
jit har paeeye"

meaning

"I saw Him in my dream
then why didn't u get hold of Him,
He was so beautiful and enticing
that my mind got completely absorbed in Him and forgot about any other thing
(now then why are you crying)
I am searching for His charan(feet)
You tell my friend how to find them
Please tell me my friend some way so that I can find Him.
September 6, 2008 at 11:24 PM
keshavi said…
gr8 work!
simple n well thought!
September 19, 2008 at 2:22 PM
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