I look into the air,
myself, falling rain.
dripping coldness of past.
memories- old pain!
drops fall.
pudding my damp water life
spiraling a mirror,
self- lonely strife.
a sigh,
one frown,
crying soft, saddened tears.
storms of remembrance
through bleak yesteryears.
clouds- a whorl, dark sky.
sheltering my heart.
but how can i enjoy
while taking no part?
covering cold soul,
the corona of defence.
defying the stabs of
my fate's intents.
this is madness.
I think in a plaintive cry.
I'm here on the cusp
of lay down and die.
what my destiny?
an empty-off dream!
a plaything with which
Gods and angels scheme.
am I doomed to love still?
time never free!!
subsumed wholly
beneath life's scattered debris!
in justice,
I feel a torrential doubt.
perhaps more than sorrow,
painful fall-out!
I can't rise from these insane streets-
lonely all the more!
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