Thursday, November 19, 2009

BLACK ROSES..Contd..19.11,09

often and more than frequent I wonder at my being around
the stirring soul and impatient heart with dumpy brain
I search my biosphere
standing at the first available moment
in a reclusion of hazy waves
running my psyche

probably I search you
somewhere inside my

whether your aura has been so impervious
or it has overtaken all what I remain at my interiors
I struggle at every moment with me

find some meaning
of vaccum
still too mundane

making an array of nostalgic beats
letting to resonate
with my present

may be I find myself
where I lost my own

sometime
live environs around
it speaks a lot
in a quest to relate with me

I the delinquent
waiver too hard

on the bubbles
where you have been

source: shipra.v
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