years ago,
one tied a knot - to rest;
his boat.
years hence,
the man realized - the slumber;
rot the boat.
the knot,
still was there - intact;
but to no use.
his dreams tied,
strands of rope - coloured;
colours all faded.
the threads unraveled,
his past dreams - to return;
for him - they still wait.
image courtesy: Amrit Banerjee
© Rajat Mahajan. 2010
3 comments:
Nice, dreams are not to be tied to a stump, but must be like the kite in the sky.
thanks. its true to keep dreams fluttering in the air but in this case, time played the game - changing circumstances.
nice, like the imagery
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