Since now Time
matters to me
Only as weekends
that I can go home
To console myself, I
count the weeks backward -
Not looking forward
to the future I have to spend here
In exile-
But backward
As yet another week slips past
As one less
In exile.
********* Balachandran V, Alleppey, 11.05.2012
Oh dont we all? We look back to counting less in looking forward to the bright and happy days
ReplyDeleteAnd yeah Balan, I can feel your pain in spending time alone
ReplyDeleteAre you away from home?
ReplyDelete@Sujata: Since last 9 months. I am at Alleppey. Do go through the posts from Alleppey. You might like the photographs.
ReplyDelete@Insignia:I wrote it to share the pathetic ways in which I try to bear my suffering!
In any case , in exile the whiskers getting thicker!
ReplyDeleteIt is always hard to spend time alone, I rememebr the first few months or maybe years when i came here to uk all alone leaving all my friends and family ..
ReplyDeleteTake care sir ..
Bikram's
@Bikram: Thank you, Bikram! :-)
ReplyDeleteInteresting how Anil said exactly the same thing I was going to!!
ReplyDelete"the penguin flies backward
ReplyDeletebecause it doesn't know
where he is going
but wants to know
where it has been"
wow! what a wonderful words!
ReplyDeleteHere typing in German I suddenly felt home when I read your poem. great, it actually rained a heartful of homliness to my mind also. thanks for that.
keep blogging...
@Musadhique: Thanks for your words; and for dropping by.
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