Floating Post- Office
Yes,there is a post office
Where letters are posted
Written in blood
On wet sheets
The water in the dal lake is ruthless
it dissolves the salt in the tears
so all that’s left of expressions
is water
plain water
the crimson camouflages with the colours of the lotus
still standing upright on wide green leaves
leaves that hide muck and swamp under their span
the post office does not stand on hard concrete grounds
concrete is easier to destroy
what can your bullets do in thick,swampy waters?
Sharpen them,make them razor sharp
Whatever
You cannot read the ink on wet paper
Impalpable is the fluidity of my thoughts
I let my heart float in the Dal Lake
-Ghazal.....18.9.11...9.00am
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