Blur...

Moving out of the darkness
Breaking free of dreams
At the end of a sleep,one more day
Lies trapped,in the traffic...




The very familiar crowd at the bus stop
Amidst them,stands a couple of new faces
Walking with the tired alloy wheels
They will become the crowd,today...




The moments lose life,one after the other
As desired by time's mandate
The few grey strands of hair
Costed,of experience...




Shedding off yesterday's dirt
I sit down to address the tomorrow
At the length of the past and future
My today remains a blur.....