that's not my fault <br />when you slept for the rest of night <br />the field outside <br />dark and cool <br />the unknown horizon <br />nowhere I planked any flag <br />to remind you <br />it's the way <br />an alone gone <br /> <br />now the dawn with blazing heat <br />stripping you off <br />all your outer guard <br />looking through a mirrorless frame <br />a destiny where could go a life alone <br />getting laugh as lunatic <br />getting cry as frustrated suicider <br />and louding much <br />to find a track of beginning again <br />of searching <br />reaping <br />and harvesting <br /> <br />now you also the alone <br />dry your body <br />dry your sense of bathing <br />inside you go to snatch the inside <br />and feel this sky is not only for you <br />and this sky is the roof for all trees and creepers <br />all skin and chicks <br />all built and unbuilt <br /> <br />we the streeters <br />matching the sound of hope and blast <br />of digging and dynasty <br />to meet a beach of sandy thirst <br />no choice, no clasp <br />only dive to blunt expansion <br />of nighty ocean.... <br /> <br />Pranab k c <br />Edited on 29/05/2012<br /><br />Pranab K. Chakraborty<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/write-you-open/
