I wish I could capture
Misery
That strings moans
Somewhere deep
Multitudes famished
And those cursed bellies.
I need a lens
To get closer to*talisman
How cruel life such
Of meagerly destined
The nib broke perhaps.
But the wiser corrects;
You have better
And the humble thing
Is moist now...
*Gandhi's Talisman
4 comments:
Beautifully penned! :)
keep writing...
loved the poem .. nice one
Bikram's
with such short sentences you write like a painter, with hidden meanings and so much depth... ahmazing :)... missing u on my blog tuku...
take care and keep writing...........
@ Matangi Mawley:
Thanks a lot !
Welcome to Muse Memoir.
:)
@ Mann:
Thanks :)
@Thousif:
That's a real compliment ! I do thank you for that.
I ll go thru all ur posts soon...
sooner... :)
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