sreedevi sadasivan Poems
|2.||The Space Were Darkness And Light Collide||12/8/2011|
|3.||My Biggest Pretend||3/17/2013|
|5.||Flight Without A Soul||7/6/2009|
|6.||Confessions At The Battlefield||7/2/2009|
|9.||The Bus To My College||7/6/2009|
The Bus To My College
(I used to travel in a really crowded bus everyday to reach my college.
That gave me the inspiration for this poem. Quiet ironically the bus was
Cold breeze tickled my nose,
As I stood there waiting for heaven.
Eyes planted on that misty lane,
Coins still wet and clutched.
There it creaked to my front
Its door ever opened and calling,
I plunged into with a deep breath.
Before I took a second
I heard the bell ring and
Fell, tricked by inertia
Praise Lord, I could grasp a hold
Blinded by headed ...