November Rain
2009 November 13
I exist in the crimson lane,
Says perspiring windows in November rain,
The cosmos surrounds in a nihilistic delusion,
The mistress of doubt and romantic invasion,
Love, a manichee, tells me let it unfold,
The soul lost the reason when it got sold,
I persist to live in the crimson lane,
To taste the trickles of November rain…
p.s.: Image is taken from IIM Shillong’s Boys hostel . yup its all pink and purple here!!
Camera : HTC touch pro F2.8 3.2 megapixel
A lovely pic.. and an even lovelier poem..
wow
that was a beautiful poem, so much depth to it.
I am blogrolling you.
au revoir et salute
~The Girl Behind Red Specs
neat usage of words to bring out the picture..
nice pic to accompany the dreamy thought.
-Aiz.
wow, getting better each time little brother…more and more life into your poems…not to mention love
i loved the idea of the crimson lane…
it sure is goin to figure out in one of my poems…
how have you been?
Awesome.
You paint glorious images with words.. The photo is wonderful.. and your verse adds so much more to it!
First timer here, you have a fascinating sense of articulation.
I think this is a good post, I also liked your profile introduction…