"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, May 22, 2014

STRUCK WITH PINK

Sunsets struck with pink's bold and lollied hue
Remind me of the dress you donned that day
We walked down to the jewels and crowns on view
Before the murderers stole it all away.
Some funded their false revolution's spread
To lands once happy and free to revel
But where people now die in drear and dread.
Yet most lines vaults vouched for by the devil.
Today we might have walked at wave's edges,
I could have whispered words to dry your eyes
And revived all our forsaken pledges
While we watched stars prick through the darkening skies.
How can I send the heavens' lights to save
You from the cold black prison of your grave?



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