Friday, September 3, 2010

can't escape
the you
in me.
Though you sometimes hurts
it never leaves
me alone.
Suffering with me
the pangs
you grew
old enough to be me.
Rainbow
you shows me.

Horses came running
past you
past me
trod the bloom
they withered.
Smell remains
the perfume
i can feel it in my nose.
It is you.

The cotton
it touched my skin
coarse
spines
around your lips

Horses came running
past you
past me
trod the bloom
they withered.
Spines remain
piercing
i can feel it on my skin.
It is you.

2 comments:

  1. smell, touch, vision all of them beautifully manifested the essence of love reflected inside the beloved of her lover.

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  2. THE BLEND OF VISUAL,AUDITORY, N OLFACTORY IMAGES....MESMERIZES ....GUD WORK..PRIYANKA

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