A cruel moon
Candle-lit with tears reviving a dry, dry grave
A lone question
Trembling with the fear of unintentional hurt
A helpless yearning
Wringing in the discontented mindless silence
An imperfect smile
Tiring with the geometry of knowledge
Let anything go wrong
Let go, be strong.
Candle-lit with tears reviving a dry, dry grave
A lone question
Trembling with the fear of unintentional hurt
A helpless yearning
Wringing in the discontented mindless silence
An imperfect smile
Tiring with the geometry of knowledge
Let anything go wrong
Let go, be strong.
Vini?
ReplyDeleteI run out of adjectives when I read such poems/posts Vini.
ReplyDeleteJust let yourself go.
ReplyDelete@ Sharan:
ReplyDeleteYes, alright. But not when something that is yours is being forcibly taken away from you. There's a time and place for everything.
Yea, that was a given, sharanya
ReplyDelete@ Ryan:
ReplyDeleteLove does strange things, Ryan.