LOVE BURNS
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Submitted by yashovathi on November 28, 2009 | 43 views 6 Comments
Love burns
white smoke turning grey,
the crackle of a cinder
in a moment of madness
the last sigh of your love
sharp alphabets
in green ink
sloping and running
before they disappear in wiggles,
the sheets
licked to shapelessness
by the yellow tongues
of flames.
tired…sleepy.
the wind gently puffs
and the dark curls rise in gentle circles
floating away to another life…
why is it
that the mind still holds a burning matchstick
to yet another fire?
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Poignant poem, enjoyed the read, thanks Suneeta
It is so true, but why is it so hard to believe for most people ?
Maybe this is the age of cynics??
It is indeed!
Well now! A poet too. Congratulations!
thatz a gud one by the way!!!
It seems like you are making issues your self by trying to remedy this issue instead of taking a look at why
their is a trouble inside the very first place