Monday, March 14, 2005

poem in mis class

Leave the passion tree outside
To flower
To leave you watching wistfully
Through Windows 2005.
Trees are supposed to be green
Not red.
That suggests…the bed,
A bed of flowers.
Flame flowers in the summer heat
To light your fire.
Remember-your youth.
Gimme red.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

about time too!!! :) walcum backs love!

deepti said...

you have a really cool blog out here. seriously you write very well! especially loved the previous post. and i so get what you mean about being a liability instead of someone useful in these kind of projects. kind of gives me an excuse not to bother at all :(
anyway, have you considered taking part in the blogging contest at IRIS (IIM Indore)?
do look into it. details at http://www.iimi-iris.com/iris/irising/blogging.asp

besto!

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