"We shall not cease from exploration and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started
and know the place for the first time." (T S Eliot)
"A dark and chanted verse is what I am." (
Forough Farrokhzad)

Thursday, February 20, 2014

UNFORGIVEN

The tears that you take to bed
Never dry
They flood your dreams and wakeful hours
Drown your heart
As the hard world whirrs and purrs out there
Crowded drone
Sweeping you up in rip-ridden streams
Far from home.

Under clearer skies you loved and searched
Now blank black
Where once were stars and twinkling
No more lights
Barren backdrop for your broken vows
Spoken dazed
Guilt penned opaquely on an empty place
Far from cheap.

And morning comes up fresh and sprinkling
Lying light
Upon a lifetime’s stains that only flicker
In the dark
Take a few more unsteady steps ahead
Never back
While the sunshine shrouds the shame
Far from sight.


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