Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Retrospect


The past lies naked and revealed
within my soul, in high reprieve.
The memories, winnowed, like grains,
scatter around, seed by seed.

2 comments:

Jaya said...

Beautiful imagery as always...

Nazia Mallick said...

Thank You very much Jaya!

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