Dissolving in
two's and five's,
a naked dream
sits untouched,
till it rises
up into the sky
leaving
behind a burning,
orange
darkness that glows
as it throws
wild shadows
on broken
walls.
They say
embers may cause burns;
But what of
burning shadows
that change and
disappear
like clouds
on the surface of
a frenzied
lake,
disappearing
and rejoining
like
colourful blocks of a child's toy-world?
Misplaced and abused,
the shivering
clouds disappear,
extinguishing cooling embers
With an abrupt hiss of miserable
tears
©Geetakshi Arora
January 9, 2014
I Loved it Geetakshi. It's beautiful. <3 <3
ReplyDeleteYay! Thanks baby <3
DeleteThis poem really blows my mind! It's absolutely brilliant!
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