Alphabets,words and images
they play around in my head
day after day
waiting for me, to
take hold and string them up,
make some sense.

! , . ” ; ?
swimming in front of my eyes
minute after minute
waiting for me,to
place them in the right spot,
dressing up the words.

tears,laughter,joy and despair
feels like am on a rollercoaster
one after another
waiting for me, to
give a mood to the neatly strung words,
adding rhythm and flow.

meter,rhyme,forms
options,that never seem to end
time after time
waiting for me, to
adhere to rules set by “God knows who”,
I am just about ready to give up!! 😉

Aarti @ 11/8/05