The ride...
The wind in my hair,
The dust hitting my face,
You not on the rear seat...what a disgrace.
The rain stinging me like ur words,
I still refuse to listen to the birds,
Tobacco in my chest,
Leather on my vest,
Barley in my tummy,
Without you the world seems dummy.
The billboards scream of communist manifesto,
Having the 2 rupee chai in the next bristo,
The lift to the next town to a stranger,
By god the road is my avenger.
The monkey on the road....The monkey in my head,
With all the shit running thru my mind...everything else seems dead.
This,my girl is not a sonnet...
Believe me when i say this...
one day i shall make love to u on my first cars bonnet.....
All these ran thru my mind during the 320km ride to pondicherry. Dont ask me what it means......
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
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7 comments:
oho hange!!! swalpa too much huh... high time u find someone :P or someone finds u :P hopefully for ur next trip u find her and write abt her too .
Tobacco in my chest,
Leather on my vest,
Barley in my tummy,
Without you the world seems dummy.
too nicely written man :)
it just enjoyed too much eh?
=)) =)) =))
1*3?
the monkey one if my fav :)
ECR drives do this to most.
HOT.
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