We stitch our days
Into the fabric of our lives;
I have lost the old craft.
The design has gone awry;
Instead of one theme I have many;
Here is happiness and sorrow,
A patch of regrets
And this knot of indifference;
I have put them together.
It does not dazzle
Like a brilliant tapestry.
It is a patchwork quilt.
Like me, shapeless and plain;
But it tells a story,
And it keeps me warm.
Diptesh Ghosh
Aug 18, 2013
Aug 18, 2013 at 9:21 AM UTC
We stitch our days
Into the fabric of our lives;
I have lost the old craft.
The design has gone awry;
Instead of one theme I have many;
Here is happiness and sorrow,
A patch of regrets
And this knot of indifference;
I have put them together.
It does not dazzle
Like a brilliant tapestry.
It is a patchwork quilt.
Like me, shapeless and plain;
But it tells a story,
And it keeps me warm.
Diptesh Ghosh
