Run with me in my perpetual haste. Wander with me in my desperate search. Meander with me in my whimsical course. Slalom with me in my endless vacillation. Wade with me through my hopeless misery. Sink with me to my senseless abysses. Spin with me in my eddying emotion. Cruise with me through my youthful fantasy. Flow with me in my surging spontaneity. Swim with me in my verbal euphony. Float with me in my phantasmal heaven. Whirl with me in my fragile bubble. Fly with me as I escape reality.

Friday, November 22, 2019

Change of seasons

yesterday, I learned
that the truth doesn't hurt.
all over again...

maybe, I learned
that the truth never hurts.
once and for all?

yesterday, I learned
that I can give.
even when I need handouts myself.

maybe, I learned
that power forsaken
is power taken, is power brazenly stolen?

my written word, until yesterday-
spun solely from dark threads of thought,
searching frantically for life-giving light...

today, for the first time-
comes from brighter quarters of my brain
caught off guard by relief, drenched in disbelief.
 
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