I undress again
But don’t bare myself
To the stranger.
In the yellow cab
Then the silver car,
From the staircase of the old house
To the curtained corner.
Deception is born
From liberty taken
To cage weak freedom.
But the distance is too long
And time passes so slowly,
Tiring virtues that hide away
Under the weight of mistakes
Too often made,
Impossible to erase.
I’ve gone too far too soon.
So I take my shoes off now
And put my feet up on the table.
Now my body longs
For a touch of truth
Worthy of satiating the restless
Needs of my mortal being.
My desires long forsaken,
I stand at the threshold
Of complete surrender.
A devil waiting to lose out
To a sage in disguise.
7 comments:
i really really like this one. really.
Brilliant.
Didn't know you were a poet...beautiful post.
*auri:
zank u lajwanti!
*divya: coming from my best critic and someone who is compulsorily made to read each of my poems...this means a lot to me. i love u!
*anonymous/sumit:
thanks man...i'm glad u like the post.
its so beautiful. :-)
*somu: love you!
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