Thursday, April 2, 2009



Then and Now

Some day, I'll collect your tears
in a thimble
and wash away the salt,
drop by crystal drop.

Some day, I'll stop a raindrop
in flight
and steal its sparkle
to light up your eyes.

Some day, I'll make a little windmill
that turns
with your sighs
and breathes out rainbows.

But meanwhile,
Pass the tomato sauce, please.

7 comments:

Tinker Belle said...

Ha ha ha! Love the "twist"! You've done it again PS! :D :D

riddhi said...

Crazy..:D hahha good one again Love the flow and the rupture.

Sowmya said...

:) ... Dont you do this a woman in real life!

Pramshanks said...

Thanks Tinker, Riddhi and Sowmya. Sowmya: in real life, this comes more naturally than in poetry!

slow processor said...

flying high on imagine..
just loved it..

Pramshanks said...

Slow Processor, thanks a lot! There's more coming, watch out.

Swetha Sridhar said...

Ha..
What I feel all the time =)
Thanks for saying it, in a far better way then I could ever imagine.