It's a spectre, this world of shadows-
A throng of cavernous lonliness
No support here, not even a shore in sight to drown yourself at
All the elegance here is of disgrace
The splendour here is of dishounour
It's a spectre, this world of shadowns-
Many a moon have I lit and snuffed out
But couldn't snatch even a few winks of sleep
The night only brings wakefulness
It's a spectre, this world of shadows-
Here, the teardrops are stitched on faces that are borrowed
Here, in this world of spectres the path to the zenith runs through the nadir !...
2 comments:
awesome.................... why dont u starting writing for magazines ?
nice! incidentally, did u know ira is the polynesian sky goddess?
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