My heavens

A slice of my Delhi life, lived in my purple heavens!

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Shipwreck


Like broken pieces of glass
Gathered in bleeding palms
Life sobbed in silent corners
Unwanted, unseen, lost.
Pieces of sunny dreams
Pieces of bright colors
Pieces of lonely ramblings
Of unrequited hopes
Pieces of haunting laughter
Pieces of preserved tokens
Pieces of broken promises
Of painful old memories
It bleeds in anguish, it cries in vain
Arms outstretched, never to be reached
Sinking in the vast abyss
My shipwreck of a life.

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