Gridlines

September 24, 2014 by Usha Pisharody 4 Comments

Neat, clear, legible.

Shall I
Contain my content
Within them?
Content.
Content?
Doubts punctuate
The easy distribution
Of the sky of notions
Of clouds-
Storm gatherers.
The bubbling angst
Of liquid molten emotion.

Do I lock my universe
In a grid?
Or go-

Right off it.

Drop by determined drop.
Blur the lines
With my own es-scents.

And let the storm
Pour down
Wear down
Obliterate

That, which would
Contain.

Content?

Content.

4 September 2014
(You guessed right – words spiralling out of control, from silence of an exam hall 🙂 )
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