"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)

Sunday, March 23, 2014

UNCERTAINTY

What does it mean
If your deep dreams
Derive from land
That slew her soul?

How can you live
And hear her voice
In the soft tones
Of time's smooth toll?

Why does your heart
Beat loud and ache
While you writhe as
She rests in mire?

Where is the realm
Of you and her
And children born
Of sweet desire?

When did she know
All hope had flown
And left her lost
Hidden from sight?

Who sees her now
Embossed turquoise
From paradise
Once shining bright?


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