KLEIDOSCOPIC LILIES

expressions
interior to our being
external
imposed upon
unexpected all the time , way upon

i was surfing thro' orkut: this is what : striked my little brain : heart squeezed thro;

the query remained: how come you being so live

i've seen the flowers vendors early hrs
and the lonely people with their ages
sitting along the high way
my car speeds thro'

i hardly put my brake
to have a close glance

though i know
way back
at home
i'll be parallel happening
throbing thro' the hearts

with vainfull co-existence
with all the factors
i defined
at the start

i do ask myself
how come
so irrelevant options
come to thrive
on a single bio-platform

i search my heart
look for unseen
and
query remains
the same

how come
such faces
strike me so hard

source: neha c.'s space