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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required AN OPEN AUTOGRAPH (To All My Friends There And Here, Then And Now) On the bald branches of the lightning That avoids the dark earth below; Around the nipples of the October rain That pamper the thousand lips of the earth; I see you all; believe me. On the receding waves that carry all the conches of the earth away into the bottom of the sea; In the lidless red eyes of the fishes That lie on the fishmonger's table; When you sprout as the fountain-head of the parched river; Now I see you accompanying the flower to cross today's turbulent river. When all the unseen children crisscross the busy roads into infinity; When you play with the orphaned tiger-cub in the wild within; Believe me; I see you all. While the female sweepers' fatigued hands scavenger all the condomed words along the streets; When the lonely walking sticks stoop along my old verandas; I see you all spinning around the earth. When you unbutton your mind to the sun; And your braless thoughts hang at my peeping window; When a mischievous finger wanders into the most willing navel; When Rahat Fateh Ali Khan burns my back with a thousand watts of energy; I see you playing cards with the gods. When the lunar night decides not to pluck the solar flower; When the unwanted sheman on the train tells the story of the seedless fruit-bearing tree; Believe me, I see you all here at my desk; Yes, when my pen speaks to me the most illegible words, The indecipherable of all. (The End)
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