Friday, August 12, 2011

Curing Incurable

 
Incurable Virus
Poets wears thousands of masks
Constructing letters into lines
A God like Ability

Giving Souls making poems  alive
Unfair playing with words let’s try Symbols

Seeking in Void
Pick the best line 
Shadow of the invincible
Fading away
In this world of words




Running through the bushes using eagles as guides
Drops of sweat on royal blood
Storms whirling on hurricane gliding 
Unrealistic the crowd whispers
Or
Failure of  logic in understanding us
Who are you begging me to unfold?

Better read in symbols
Mayan or pyramids
Thousand layers
Tears of blood
Stained
Harrods Crown
The fear In you and me

Gethsemane's  legendary Kiss
Sold his Master's blood
Or
Just another Conspiracy?
Like us trapped in
Karma game……
 
( if this  a poem then am dreamin ) 
17/10/09


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