November Rain

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 Β . yup its all pink and purple here!!

Camera : HTC touch pro F2.8 3.2 megapixel


11 thoughts on “November Rain

  1. πŸ™‚ hey sahil…
    i loved the idea of the crimson lane…
    it sure is goin to figure out in one of my poems…
    how have you been?

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