I want to express what I feel
Like the minotaur of the labarynth’s darkness
The dark and forbidden emotion resurfaces
Sometimes its rage, other times it is hatred or even envy;
The feeling slithers all over like a creature evil and slimy
Along with the lovely pastels, shades of grey I shall paint
To hell with anyone reminding me that I must be a saint
No rain no flood nor any fiery tempest can put off the fire
And walk it will, along with everything else to the pier
Sadly I can never pick the shells without the sand
The pastels and the grey seem to always march hand in hand
Even if it is futile,I hope that the darkness recedes away
Letting the dawn of peace reign over, someday
8 comments:
'Don of Peace' --- why so troubled?
God knows...right now im more worried abt India's plight in the world cup...
i'm happy india lost - cos now i can enjoy spring break ....in the back country!
aaah mine was spent in the lab...:(
"Sadly I can never pick shells without the sand." Very very good work.
thanks pallavi....i love that line too...
Whoa lady. I read it once, got what you meant. Then decided I want to read it in a different way and man, got a fully new feel to your work --> labyrynth-forbidden emotions-slithering feelings all over-slimy creature-contradiction of a saint-shades of grey-walking to the pier-shells without sand-and finally, DAWN!
Get the picture I painted? ;)
babe...im glad u liked it..the local phx45 channel has some dumb tv serials on it....one of them had a nice name though. its called "saints and sinners". i think invariably all of us have a little bit of both in us
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