Silently I close the chapters I wrote for you
The pages are still crisp
The ink still bright
Slowly I shove this book in a corner.
Words, jump out...
swirl around...
Surrounded
Engulfed
Escape isn't an option
A voice tells me to wait,
for the chaos to die.
for the pages to turn yellow
Maybe, just Maybe,
then those words will fade.
I wait for the next tick of the clock
Dead silence...
About Me
- Urvashi
- Maverick in the true sense.... honest to a fault... and as most people who know me would tell you, I talk too much!
1 comment:
Oh... I didnt know u were a blogger and more so a poet(ess)! Awesome work... Im guessing a lot more mushy poetry coming up... *wink wink*
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