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December 5, 2011

Black Magic




Everything fails here
Fails utterly
Fails bitterly...

The confessions that I seek to make
Are so dark
Perhaps the ink would read
Only black.

The magic that amused once
Now torments the very soul
With the name that it is given;
Black.

I still love it
As nothing will change now;
For what I have is black,
What will remain is black.

7 comments:

Bikramjit said...

hmmmmmmm.. BLACK is good too.. what will other colors be without a BLACK..

plus these days I like black too and am trying to be black:) change myself

Bikram's

No-mad said...

wow

Tulika said...

@ SiM: Your comment is like, in the moments of utter despair you sing a song and sbdy cheers, "encore"! Liked it.

Tulika said...

@ Bikram:

Black is beautiful indeed.Nothing grows on it. :)

D.Martin said...

Black is Beautiful

Avi said...

Just loved the lat two lines !! :)

Naina said...

WOW :)