we walked together
on the rain drenched streets
of our ancient city,
for so many days
we lived with so many
men women and children
only finally to bury them.
Please do not look now
somewhere else,
do not look at me and laugh,
Take me inside your cave
when the evening star sparkles,
and in the midnight bed
let your feet
touch my heart
almost bleeding
like the pavement stones.
I don't know why, but it is somehow heart wrenching.
ReplyDeleteBut I like it. :)
So...When something or some one wrenches your tender heart, You like it.
ReplyDeleteI like that. Greeshma. : )))
Who got me here. But I know I already like it.
ReplyDeleteGreat composition btw.
ReplyDeleteWelcome , To my cave SEAHORSE. I have a sea inside.Have a swim time to time.
ReplyDeleteStark images, subtle, arresting - excellent.
ReplyDeleteBow to you Samragi
ReplyDeleteWell I would like anything that lets me think, wouldn't I? Artists are known to go to extremes. I take it as some of extremity myself? :P
ReplyDeleteAnd Seahorse, you followed me here, didn't you?