05 Monday May 2008
Posted in poetry
You…
the hurt
I embrace
with open arms
breathing life
into my barren heart
filling to the brim
joys of love untold
permeating my being
with the ache of longing
making every cell
pulsate in pain
releasing tears
stored deep within
lending wings to desire
for an unfettered flight
igniting passion
to rage and flame
tempering me
in its victorious blaze.
With open arms
I embrace
the hurt
You…
-Shail Mohan (Aug 2007)
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Lending wings to desire….I like that line
breathing life
into my barren heart
filling to the brim
joys of love untold
🙂 Now why do I feel a pain within me when I read this? I never have a feeling that I can’t write like mumma(you) Mumma can write whatever or however I feel 🙂 Love you!
I want to comment on this..but i think i am proficient in “french and arabic” when compared to understanding english/malayalam poems.
so, better keep my mouth shut, that say some blunders!
Vivek, yeah, …for an unfettered flight.
Bubbly, thank you da. Maybe I know how you feel.
Swathi, 😉 😛 😀