Well I'm back here and that too in less than 24 hrs( this Blogolution thing is really getting to me...), what follows is something I had written in one of those strange moods of mine(this one sounds a little overboard to me also when I now read it).
Nevertheless thought let me put it here...
A Rendezvous
pondered unguarded, whirled through whims
searching the soul was my goal
the past uncoiled, turn by turn
"must've done","should've done","could've done" left me undone
don't intend a pun, but my head really spun
brooded over the future too
saw promising pixels of a pretty image
the time ahead, looked in good stead
amidst this all
also thought, where is sleep
caught in insomnia's mess, train of fancies seemed endless
the purpose of it all?
this calculation of foregone and future
a rendezvous with the inner soul, that after all was the ultimate goal