Friday, February 22, 2013

Something in Us I Dare Not Whisper II


It is so unlike the radiance of familiar affections
And much averted affectations.
So unlike the disguised bliss rushed in -from a cataract romance.
Its aroma fans out and kisses their souls-to-
Fuse- Coalesce- run- and battered together.
-Even from miles apart-
The flesh tastes indifference- lust defeated- as their minds defrost.
It’s so unlike her fiction- and so unlike his verity.
The emotion half travelled in a bridge where the two edges converge-
And the end seems eternal like its contradicting travellers.

After all-                    
Where the pebble does stands if it forgets to-
-Treasure – discern- and cherish
The very grain of sand that fosters it?

2 comments:

  1. Pebble does stand
    in false ignorance !
    Your captions are so catchy , as always!

    I am sorry Nasnin, I ve missed a lot.. will catch up.. <3

    ReplyDelete
  2. You write awesome ... do write more please :-)

    ReplyDelete