Monday, 29 August 2005

Indolence

I choose to stay home
With the books and sheets
Life at my fingertips.
Doing what I want
Even silence if I please.
Lying down; daydreaming
Or at times, no single thought


Probing for meaning of life
Uncluttered by screams,
Shouts, television, telephone
Wanting life to breath
At its own pace
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2 comments:

  1. Maria Palma13 September 2005 at 21:48

    Guatami,

    This is a great poem... We should all be able to do as we please. That's the way I live my life. That's the only way to be happy! :)

    Keep creating!
    In Peace,
    Maria Palma
    http://www.salondemaria.blogspot.com

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  2. gautami tripathy14 September 2005 at 07:17

    Yes Maria, At times we have to do what pleases us. Not following conventions.

    Thanks for reading and appreciating it.

    :)

    Gautami

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