Monday, February 2, 2009

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silver streak on a blood red patch,

Are you the pain of my merciless catch.

I felt my heart cry inside,

And the tear moving to my eyes.

There they were in an attemp to hide.

Moisture suspended gravity called,

Through the corner of my eye it rolled.

Touched my cheek reached my chin,

Fell on the red patch - a glorious win.

Silver light it threw in glory.

Silver streak on a blood red patch

marked the end of a lifeless story.

1 comment:

  1. shabash!! meri bacchi accha likh rahi hai!! though, i'm the least bit surprised, it's in the genes!! i love you!! blah!! i'm happy today!! it's been a really really good day!!

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