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.

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