Thursday, April 21, 2011

First few circles of past




Result of a futile math test, when in junior school.
Taking laps around the school ground, punished for dirty shoes.
First sight of a felled, old tree’s face, looking up to the blue.
Tear inducing onion rings, on a wooden chopping board.
Slice of lime afloat on iced tea that spilt on my first ever trouser.
The failure of the earliest kite launch without its indispensible tail.
Ink blots sputtered on my white shirt, the day before summer vacation.
All of these green memories are fast forgotten
When I reminisce the first ever time;
She puffed the speck of dust
Off my eye. With her lips curled
Into a crimson circle.

9 comments:

Divenita said...

Hey..nice yaaar!!

You should have added more memories..

it was engaging and end so soon. i hate you :P

nincompoop-aka-charu said...

beautiful! simply beautiful!!

Smriti said...

Lovely :)

deep said...

Love-ly. :)

P said...

That's a beautiful recollection!

akanksha said...

Awesome! Nostalgia at its best! :)

payal agarwal said...

:)such memories visited and refreshed in circles keep the past alive..

Matangi Mawley said...

"Ink blots sputtered on my white shirt, the day before summer vacation. "...

Beautiful! :)

hopelessly flawed said...

:)