Saturday, November 20, 2010

Massacre in Black & White's..

Broken in fragments..in elude of smile's,
a cold seeps inside-my silence,
tremors of hurt a lost tale,
the sun sets again..stories & their feigns!
a sigh & in it's tale,
wings are frail..a hurt's that dwells,
In plunges of nights..awaits my wake,
will it for a change be kind?
Break-away my cradle's rock-bed,
easy as a breaking smile..blink me again in your eyes!

Cartwheels the time's hand,
clasps of gaze refutes to go by..
Streamlined her tears,simmered my cheeks
-marred I was forever of a grated stand,
sleep where I'vent for hurt of laugh,
smile's have been confided here in my secluded land.
It's been awhile,ages alike..
Scars were whence eternal wounds,
in slings & arrows-I remember my massacre
Holocaust eyes where had me in their sights,
fluttered dim they in my realm,
Was I their Shangri-la or they mine's?

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