yun hi

words rain
splash on the window panes
of my mind
and wash away
without registering anything...

i stare
at the glass
and wonder
was it long ago

these words assembled
in the jaltarang
created melody
giving expression to emotions

and now
as i listen to the pitter patter
of thoughtless words
devoid of any rythm
or cohesiveness

the colours of life seem faded
it has rained a lot
all my life...