Sunday, 20 March 2011




they gather from somewhere inside.
assault the head.
mute the voice.
seize the smile.
wipe the face.
empty the eyes.
hollow out where they reside.
discomfort!

what am i supposed to do with them?

2 comments:

sundarsonal said...

apu your writing is gorgeous, but frightening

apurva parikh said...

sometimes you feel helpless. this be one of those times.