What can be worse than the complete agony of being in love? Yet what could possibly be a more enriching experience? Some of these entries arise out of the euphoria of first love and the rape of innocence; the rest reflect the musings of a more mature poet: one who is compelled to accept the absurdity of the transient world, but has the courage to romance it nevertheless. At times it is not even poetic... too brutal to be so. But therein lay the catharsis: purgation of life’s follies.
Tuesday, August 09, 2011
AN ATHEIST PRAYS
I knew no God;
Love had made you mine.
Then, grant me this:
Let love not touch my heart
Ever again.
2 comments:
R
said...
amen.
I quietened my heart told it to stay away from love's trappings
Now it flaps its wings like a bird trapped in a cage.
2 comments:
amen.
I quietened my heart
told it to stay away
from love's trappings
Now it flaps its wings
like a bird trapped
in a cage.
R? R!
...
Life is a cruel joke :|
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