Wednesday, 12 September 2012

THE SILENT REMINDER

a silent reminder, an invisible chase 
across the life span, didn't let 
me to inhale, is it the 
supreme love 
or self - 
immolation, often thinks the heart, a 
submission which goes through
corporal to soul, didn't
allow the persona 
to wander 
freely, 
is it attachment of ages epoch or 
an unending thirst, I don't
know the intent of 
that creeper,
which 
goes from veins to the conscience,

creepers on wall