Filled with worries
all her dreams in basket--
runs to catch the train
sand and mud dried on hands
ghostfish biting the lungs
--R.K.SINGH
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Showing posts with label worries. Show all posts
Friday, March 2, 2007
Monday, January 8, 2007
THE DAY IS SHORTER
The day is shorter
the night longer
and yet, sleepless
suffer the dark chill
in the air, in bed
I listen to roar
or whisper of
wingless worries
no high poetry
but nightmares trimming
the sun and the sky
that could never be
the night longer
and yet, sleepless
suffer the dark chill
in the air, in bed
I listen to roar
or whisper of
wingless worries
no high poetry
but nightmares trimming
the sun and the sky
that could never be
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