A Quest on Overdrive … :)

An eccentric rambler on life's lessons and mercies, found and lost… :)



Goosebumps on my heart
With toes curled in
In all the rain
that slithers down
The window pane

The pitter patter resonating
Head tucked into a shoulder
Warm and cozy
Haunting  memory?
Dream alive?

Thought blurs.
Of course.
I’m in love, aren’t I?

4 July, 2011
Absurdly Hopeless, this time :P!


Author: Usha Pisharody

A rambler, pretends to be a teacher, loves to dream, and go on Quixotic Quests in the Realm of Romance With Life...

6 thoughts on “Blur

  1. Thoughts cling on like a burr,giving warmth of a cosy furcontentment of a cat's purrand I do concurthat thoughts do blurwhen love does occur.I was reminded of this song when I read your verse.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=om7aUNZQVpQ


  2. Gives me the tickle of seasons galore!!! I love the way the title blends in the verses and the feel..


  3. Govind, watched again, with nostalgia that song. Simon and Garfunkel have always been firm favourites. Thank you for the verse, and for the music to go with it!Fiducia, Thank you so much too!


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  5. Of all the things that could be, and that were


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