Their whisper and my scribblings
They aint the actors, but they act,
for they are living, and I "audience" them..
it's a free show..
Their existence, I did not know
nor will I, Do I care ??
but they are beautiful, atleast they seem to
I do not guarantee 'you' my view.
These are humans, alike we are.
Enslaved by time, but freedom they have
within the cages & chains
Not beyond
The sky is untouched,
the moon doesnt shine
for it is day & they cannot wait until the night resurrects
They have colours & they smile
They are artists, too talented to paint a veil
The lipstick smile!! Angels !!
Even again I cannot guarantee you my view!!
This is a life in a coffee shop.
Chewan Rai
2012-08-27
6:54 PM
Makoo Bakery Cafe
P.S. - "The pen aint mine, only words are"
