i can feel it.....hope u too.
echos of the haunted heart.
slowly i closed my eyes and surrendered,
to what seems another unfaithful dream,
feeling your touch across as the twigs fly by,
intoxication of the nothingness as essence around,
eyes wont open as memory starts playing its own tune,
the ashes of past seducing me,spell bound i stand.
imagining an ocean of joy flowing through barrens of the heart,
perplexed i stand,all desires slain and dead.
feeling the unexplained growing inside of me.
hallucination, people might say,
but perhaps i m better only that way.
Copyright©: Sarvesh
Poetry by Sarvesh
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Written on 2006-10-16 at 20:06
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echos of the haunted heart.
Hallucination
The wind brushed my hair gently,slowly i closed my eyes and surrendered,
to what seems another unfaithful dream,
feeling your touch across as the twigs fly by,
intoxication of the nothingness as essence around,
eyes wont open as memory starts playing its own tune,
the ashes of past seducing me,spell bound i stand.
imagining an ocean of joy flowing through barrens of the heart,
perplexed i stand,all desires slain and dead.
feeling the unexplained growing inside of me.
hallucination, people might say,
but perhaps i m better only that way.
Copyright©: Sarvesh
Poetry by Sarvesh
Read 1143 times
Written on 2006-10-16 at 20:06
Tags Love Hate Sad
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