Wednesday, August 08, 2007

wishing if...

How can i feel you
and wipe away your tears

Those same tears
throwing shivers, even through the fire

And there you stood,
lit in a yellow glow

By my funeral pyre,
and me, dying,

a million times more,
for every tear that falls down!!

2 comments:

enigma said...

Your poems either make one laugh or make them cry....
If these are personal accounts then i got to say this -->> rejoice in pain for even pain can be an inspiration !!!!!

Abraham Menacherry said...

leave ti! become a poet!! thats ur true calling!