November 05, 2007

Sunlight puzzle

Sunlight falls on this page of my book,
From a slit in the curtain from the window,
I turn the page, the sunlight follows,
It falls on the next one too,
I close the curtain shut tight.


Is this even remotely what you call a poem?
What in the hell is poetry?

3 comments:

Prateek said...

poetry or not, this is good.

Anonymous said...

Echo Prateek

ispeaker said...

Thanks for coming here. Even I forget to come here often ;)