Friday, April 8, 2011

So right yet so wrong, so close yet so far
I know I haven’t stepped backward
You claim that you haven't moved forward
May be it’s the mist....

I didn’t need a reason to laugh
Neither did I need a reason to cry
Reality just seemed so beautiful with you around
May be it’s that purple haze of my dreams....

I have heard you breathe sleep deprived
I have smelled your blue submerged in sleep
I have seen the scarlet moon dancing when you sang
May be it’s the mad me in me....

4 comments:

  1. u have a lotta purple in your poetry...does that suggest something??
    titash

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  2. it is left for the reader's interpretation :P
    hush

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  3. thats what poetry is all about hush...the reader's interpretation n the poet's dream...!!!
    titash.

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