Ojibwe asabikeshiinh

Where are you then?

When the darkness falls,
When the silence prevails,
When the air freezes,
when the stir stops,
When the cricket chirps,
when the life sleeps,
when the bed warms,
when the limbs break,
When the nerves ache,
When the sense fails,
When the eyelids droop,
When the eyeballs squeeze,
when the eyes close,
WHERE ARE YOU THEN?

Picked this poetry online from Qaisar Janjua... @Thx Qaisar!

Friday, April 6, 2012

Staying afloat

I was at the swimming pool. They were going to open up a new section for females. It had those body length floaters in the pool - pink, blue and black. I liked it. But they said it was not open yet. I went into the main pool. There they had a feast going on. There were big arches - Roman I think. And there were big rotating and revolving round tables there with piles of food. They served some chicken delicacy with pieces cut in hexagon and dipped in some brown sauce. There was some sort of pink rice there. I wanted to have it, but it got passed on before it reached me. Some people were trying to escape the pool. I followed them. I peeped out of the pool. The door there opened to a main road with cars zooming past. And there I woke up...


P.S. Swimming & this sorta-diet thing messing up with my brain cells!

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