Many a silken scarves I shall have to spin,
Unspin,
Discard,
Shade...
Many a drafts re-word,
Revise,
Remake...
Many a moments,
Re-live...
Before my jelly fingers
Will ever do justice
To the Prometheus they aim to sculpt.
The Peace in my soul...
Is agonizing.
June 8th, 2009.
Untitled
-
You travel -
Through unknown stations,
passing empty paddy fields.
over quiet rivers that rest beneath you.
You bring a lot of earth along,
And smell of m...
8 years ago
No comments:
Post a Comment