Thursday, December 22, 2011


I make my mind empty of fragrances..
Of love and hope both new and old..
I free myself of intentions both happy and sad
In scattered bits they lie..the mind & the soul
Some on the bedsheets of desire
Some on my soul..crumpled, wrinkled & very very old
I make myself of even my mould

- Maitreyee B Chowdhury

( Image courtesy Google)


The Unknowngnome said...


This is what I've been missing when trying to empty myself!

Maitreyee Bhattacharjee Chowdhury said...

Thanks Unknowngnome..Hope you are enjoying the holiday season :)