Monday, July 2

sing me a song

...said the little girl with the inky eyes.
and so the pool of water lying in front of her sang.
it opened up and swallowed her whole,as she flew in a long-drawn,gurgly and high pitched sound floated out.
it was dark with long streaks of light filtering through.she couldnt see much but her ears were twitching.and then the song began again.
its colours were a dark,vaguely shimmering red and an a shade of yellow she could only describe as misty.
it didnt make much sense to her,this wasnt what shed asked for.
she tried to fly up and push through the ceiling.but she didnt land up on the other side,in the world where she asked for a song and didnt hear it.
it didnt make much sense and so she tipped her head down,looking into another pool of water.

1 comment:

Shilo Shiv Suleman said...

water water everywhere
yet not a drop to drink