April 12, 2007

Tears

Like rain on a parched earth
The tears soothed her burning eyes
The burning eyes that sang a requiem
For all that was lost.
The words that went unspoken
Little whispers of love, love long forgotten
Those moments that will never be
The smiles that never were
That glance, that touch, those roses -
Those roses and the thorns they held.
The little thorn that pricked her finger
A bigger thorn that hurt her head
And the biggest of them all, the one that shred her soul
Now the thorns were gone, leaving withered roses in their wake.
Salty tears bid adieu to all that was
Salty tears bid adieu to all that could have been
An end for all ends,
An end for all the beginnings.

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5 Comments:

Blogger Ryan said...

im still thinking!!...nice stuff

April 12, 2007 at 10:17 PM  
Blogger Nithya said...

"The little thorn that pricked her finger
A bigger thorn that hurt her head
And the biggest of them all, the one that shred her soul"

Lovely..i don't kno wat to comment, frankly speaking...awesome :)

April 13, 2007 at 1:35 PM  
Blogger Dhanjay said...

just googling blogs and found this, Luv this blog, keep blogging :)

April 20, 2007 at 10:51 PM  
Blogger Vivekanand M said...

april is the month of poetry it seems n yeha..readin ur poem seems to b a nice way to celebrate it :)

April 25, 2007 at 1:19 AM  
Blogger Priya Arun said...

Sharan - Thinking abt what? :-)

Nith - :-) Thanks! so we're back to 'awesome' are we? ;-)

Dhanjay - Thanks! and welcome! and good to know Google does know the way to my blog! :-)

Vivek - Thanks! :-) Month of poetry? Is that right? Nice! Any reason for a celebration, though. Celebrate on!

April 25, 2007 at 10:34 AM  

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