Me, You, Time


Ah! Fragile bosom of mine
aches and bleeds,
to witness...
those flowers that
you showered
on my steps,
have now transformed
into thorns
that pierce my steps.

Those hands,
that used to feed,
have now become cold,
letting me to starve.

Those soft moistening lips
that used to,
quench the thirst
of my dry and parched lips,
have now transformed into
a menacing spear
piercing straight
into my heart
as if, I am a swine.

Those soothing eyes
that encouraged and smiled
at my failures too
have now frozen
showing no emotions
at my success too.

Those cozy and warm
arms of yours
that always gave
me warmth
and shelter during my woes
have now started
suffocating me.

That dark lustrous
hair of yours
which used to
arouse and
stir every hair of mine
have now started
itching and irritating me.

In such wretched plight
I realize...
everything around us
has changed.
But I wonder...
What?

Me!
You!
Time!




Poetry by Wangdi Gyalpo
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Written on 2007-04-03 at 12:11

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Wow deeper then deep this poem is truelly amazing,
honestly writen ,right from the heart
so much emotion captured in these lines
time takes away but it also heals
2007-04-03