Posted by: Anu | October 20, 2010

His Wordless Glance…

Through the drizzle of smiles and bows…
I hungrily look for that one critical eye,
whose satisfaction means world to me….

But the almighty appears so insensitive,
when he leaves me amidst these fawning angels….
…knowing I would blessed in his wordless glance…
than being at the gun-point of so many smiles….

though I smile and glow in this glory….
my heart yet chants his name incessant…



  1. Simply awesome. And here I thought my generation was the first to master dry wit. Seems I was wrong. 😉

    R, A
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