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I Wrote

Like a lily By a lively pond I grew & had every encounter Minted on my mind; The green frogs The lonely hills The dragon-flies The hunters’ machete They all come with awe I was strong & vulnerable Like a white lily By a pond I grew quiet eyes I came I saw I saw many things remained the same The green frogs Were green still Our fathers’ hills Misted in clouds of aloneness The dragon-flies Still do the yo-yo The hunters’ machete They were sharp yet I came I saw I wrote I wrote away My angst and sores I wrote To sleep at night I wrote To get over the Thoughts that I May Not See The Lights In the morrow I wrote too When I am not supposed to When I have nothing to write I wrote When alien thoughts Uninvited come crawling Into the privacy of my heart I wrote I wrote To chase the imp that At night, takes me back To the roads I know I should not have taken To the fruits I should not have bitten I wrote for the Stars, the d