Monday, March 09, 2009




A tiny hole
in the heart, now sore
A beautiful mole
wet on the shore
Bits of soul

strewn across the floor

I, whole
walk out the door

7 comments:

Indyeah said...

this seems so real and so true.......
beautifully written...
its fiction right not real?.((hugs))

Vik said...

If, suppose,
some apocalypse only leaves blogs
as the sole relic of human civilization,
for the intelligent beings of the future
to discover...,
they might understand 'hugs' as
some exclusively women thing.

So I'm taking these pre-emptive measures,
and hoping that there be a recognition of
my pre-contribution to the human history.
((hugs))

(:P :D Sorry, was just watching minority report.)

P.S. Yet another of the wonderful pic+poem posts on your blog..
can't go without saying that :)

Prasad Narulkar said...

*sigh*

Pavitra said...

Phew!

You know what? I think it takes a lot of courage to walk out of any door. Perhaps one of your strongest achievements in life if you manage to do it without feeling guilty about it.

Divesh said...

how much sadder can it get?

Phoenix said...

[indyeah]
Aww...thanks so much. Hugs back.
Fictional yes, but has to be someone's reality..
:)

[vik]
A generous smile
at your foresight and thought
terrible as it may be
the silvr lining is there
and so as a reward
here are for you
exclusive and warm
basketful of hugs
for you see while women
are benevolent and generous
when it comes to distributing hugs
and "muahhh"s
men, choose,
to keep their bountiful love
locked inside
at least in public
or so i think
or s i want
the survivors of the apocalypse
reading this blog
to believe :)

Thank you!

Phoenix said...

[prasad]
:) hugs for u too :)

[prude]

you know what? A lot of times I think courage is a highly overrated quality. It makes you do a lot of things, but doesnt often leave you with a lot when everything is over.

[divesh]
Oh well..every tragedy is a different story...so..

how much can you take?