Sunday, July 19, 2009

SCRAPS

These thoughts--
They lie in every corner of my mind.
They take cue from every sight that I come across.
They taunt. They haunt.
When ignored and belittled,
They transform themselves into bewitching tales!
Believe me! These scraps!
They irritate me so much!
Finally, I relieve myself from their clasp using my pen,
Or brush them aside using my painting brush.