Like the remains of the house
shattered on a mighty flood;
floating helplessly on the waves
created by the span of life,
like the pain warily absorbed
to the heat of a tear drop
which warms up the tenderness
against an unsound reality,
Emerging the timidness of the face
the slowness of the sliding hands
and the frantic looks from the eyes,
which had forgotten all the charms.
The coins falling away from the margins
drawn in the zones of untouchability.
Her face, slowly reinventing a smile
which had lost in the days of leprosy.
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Written March 21st, 2006
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Anu I wanted to end it like this.
There is more to add about this incident.
But I don't want to say more.
I just want this un veiled feel as you said.
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poem is really good but i think its still unfinished as if feeling half un veiled... but the flavour, favour and focus of the poem is good. Thanks for sharing. Anu
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Hi Fallen, thanks for liking the poem..It I am going to Add on the poem.
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I am going to add on the poem Unfinished..I gave the name like that because I had not time to finish it earlier.
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Wow, this is so short, yet beautiful. I love your word usage as well.
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short, simple, beautiful flow of words
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