Saturday, February 11, 2006

recollection

ok lah..this is a poem i wrote 5/6yrs back..was on poetry.com but just felt like republishing it here.


Trampled Soul

And
her soul was creepled.
A last drop of tear rolled down an inch,
paralysed,and dried up.
Bloody puddle flowed out of her torn pudenda.
Sharp claws violated every bit of it.
Frayed, bit and shoved;she remained still.
Contempted body drank up all concrete
nightmares.
Dreams were shattered;
the tiny life tryingto merge inside was like a sinister.
Her feet were standing on the railing of the bridge.
A feathery smoke of lilac happiness spiraledup her statue;
she flew to unburden her trampled soul.
Water ripples died of slowly.

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