Sunday, October 4, 2009

That's me

I woke up one day
to see my soul incarcerated
entangled in chains, strangulation imminent
why the dawn came so late to rid my emotions inebriated

I wish to sleep again
lay there in darkness, bed callousness
something's so enticing about dark
the sooty soul enlivens the darkness

I swam across the unholy waters
bereft of hope and full of commotion
I touched the banks sans belief
without love, without devotion

The heart descries love
the forgotten art to live
I hesitantly make a move forward
to ride the hope, and learn to give

2 comments:

Sugandha Srivastava said...

lovely!

Unknown said...

Thanks for your comment! I don't see you working on your creative side these days. The last you did was 09.09.09! Is there a reason?