Sunday, May 3, 2015

The Fly

The Fly

A fly came, 

Perched itself on the glass-window pane.
Observe the fly, I thought, 
Read its movements.
Make the fly my
Next blog entry, I should.
Find the profound in the tiny, and
Then, just then, 
It flew away. 

1 comment:

  1. അത് പറന്ന് പോയില്ലേ..
    പിന്നെ എന്തിനാ എഴുതിയേ..


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