Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Benevolence bygone

She stood by the way
savoring the wind.
She was pretty 
yet brown skinned.

Her voice a 
meeky screech 
and her legs, 
fragile sticks each

 and there was
some thing odd.
She was sans clothing
stark-naked 
Oh God!

Why was she bare
despite her friends
weaving?
We live in a land
of benevolence or so
I was beleiving !?

Fly far away,
Oh my dear MYNAH.
This world is certainly 
not your savannah. 

2 comments:

Sanket Rathod said...

hee hee
another good one!
but not as good as earlier ones or the 'pen and paper' one that was in your 3-part story (if i may say).
still was fun!

rahul aggarwal said...

who is SHE???LOL