Welcome to Arunansu's Photo-blog.

Wednesday, December 29, 2010




When you are stranded
between entrance and exit

Tuesday, December 21, 2010



He who negates
All obstacles

Saturday, December 18, 2010



He who speaks
in the language of Light

Tuesday, December 14, 2010




I search for
the newfangled light
that mirrors off my walls
and forms
a labyrinth of images

Monday, December 13, 2010




Had I been the wings
of a butterfly
I'd have shattered
the frames
of my glass-house

Sunday, December 12, 2010




spring flowers
in the middle of the road
with a cup of chai

Saturday, December 11, 2010



my windows
partly open
this winter


luminescent memories
nourish
the idle hours

Thursday, December 9, 2010



december
trickled in
stretching the shades

Monday, December 6, 2010



we grow up by the road
feed on pollutants

Friday, December 3, 2010



if you cannot
find me
in this nascent glow
place your hand
on dewy leaves

Thursday, December 2, 2010



we play to the tune
of a wintry wind--
spring flakes off

Wednesday, December 1, 2010



I'm a handicapped dreamer
a suitable decor
for tidy rooms


we no longer need
the sun
for our presence


pull open the door
a hesitant winter
is craving for warmth

Tuesday, November 30, 2010



he sells greenery
the fuel


fabricating
design of a castle
made of ether

Monday, November 29, 2010




your arms outstretched
like that of frail children
scrambling to get hold
the snapped kites
falling around their dreams

Sunday, November 28, 2010



i feed my thoughts with you
in your absence
they stand in a queue
and observe the faces
in my mirror

Friday, November 26, 2010




home
the worn-out face
with a speck of spring
stuck in one corner
of her left eye

Thursday, November 25, 2010



pick them up
feel their skin
with your callused fingers
and you will touch
frozen lives


i hear the echo
my name being called
by many people
whom i struggle to locate
through my little window

Monday, November 22, 2010




confined
together with a candle
i wait eagerly
for the bars to open
for fragrance to seep in



i can douse
an active volcano
not the burns
remaining dormant
under the cushion of yellow leaves

Sunday, November 21, 2010




i'm parked
on one side of the lane
the dreadful doors
and windows
have jailed me


with every step
i get more accustomed
to hang freely
like a puppet

Saturday, November 20, 2010



bring me
a mouthful of love
i crave
to see the end of day
in your arms only

Friday, November 19, 2010

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Sunday, November 14, 2010