01 June, 2004

Longing

i long to hit the quill
and hear the faithful tick-tock
of a perishing machine

i long to become witness
of words embracing meanings
long sunk in memory

i have long carried this soul
to find the truths, lies and doubts
buried deep in the grand mystery

1 comment:

  1. Nice to hear about you again and ... your poetry.

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