Sunday, February 5, 2012

Time...


Photo source- Internet

Time...
two tender eyes and two drops of tears; 
in the core of the heart 
   longing of years...
Beneath soggy lips a brief smile, 
dual banks of river life;
and a curly path of miles...
Thick moss on deserted stairs;
tear soaked dust beneath feet
and a piece of broken glass on a lone chair.

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For- http://bluebellbooks.blogspot.in/2012/02/short-story-slam-week-20-love-in.html

5 comments:

  1. Wonderful. I felt like I was walking through a house long empty; dust covering the floor, vines growing through cracks in the wall and here on this chair, a shard of glass, while on the floor leaning against a brown cracked wall sits a picture that shows there was once life in this home. Loved it. Be blessed.

    http://elizena-lovingmycreator.blogspot.com/2012/02/soul-song.html

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    1. Thank you so much Madam.. What I feel, your imagination and its presentation is quite more interesting and have added real value to the poem...:)

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