Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Veracity escapes from me
as I fall to the ground.
Blood drips from my vein
No passion for life is yet to be found.

As I bleed, as I die
I feel this extreme pain.
Feels like this life is not worth living
yet I find me praying for better days !!!

3 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

To quote Richard Bach,"The mark of your ignorance is the depth of your belief in injustice and tragedy. What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the Master calls the butterfly."

1:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

WHY DID YOU DELETE MY COMMENT?

9:28 AM  
Blogger Anil Shenoy said...

I am extremely sorry susan- some of my readers said the poem was too erotic for their taste- so had to take it off- and to answer your earlier question- you can write to me on talktoanils@gmail.com

will definately look forward to hear from you

10:51 AM  

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