Who is he?

In snow hills one would not know
As white things look synonymous.
It is hard to know black from them.
The waters in them are pure – blue
Carrying away boost downstream
When it has a friend’s brown dust,
Secret energy of our not knowing.
Friend’s fine dust does not know.

Our not knowing is secret energy,
A friend’s fine dust in our streets
Acting like a tube well drill’s dust
In a morning’s eyes for instagram
A grand mist to all confused eyes.
A tube mines a fine dust for water
A kind of mist in the snowed hills
But actually mosquito killer mist.
In the mist one rarely knows who.

After watching a Telugu movie Yevade Subrahmaniam?(who is Subrahmaniam?)


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s