| Now lying in silence Since words can't 'explain', Useless violence - The whole world will disdain. A war of losers, Neither gives in; No one is fuller From plentiful sin. Finally negotiation, The words come in - The art of communication For the final win. No careless wastage Of 'thank you' and 'please' Just a single usage A 'sorry' needs. They say actions speak louder, But they also say too much; A few words may be softer, But they say just enough. |
Friday, 3 February 2012
Words
Till I Became The Sea
| Standing on the shore The waves break over me I watched the final glow As the sun set across the sea. The moon rised above White brilliance on the shore I basked in its dewy embrace As the tide came over me. Walked on below On to the white ocean floor Not afraid anymore Of the mother caressing me. Further I saw more Abound in her body life afresh Such even the stars would envy The jewels laid bare on her breast. On and on The water pushed and roared And I walked on Reveling in its roar. Till I became with her one Till I became that one Till the mother was in me Till I became the sea. |
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