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Sunday, October 16, 2011

The Tiny Stream

Drops coalesce
With ebbs and flows..
A lazy meander
Through the sparkling trail..
Charting the contours
And filling up voids..
Moistening the scabs
And anointing the cracks...
With every turn
The tiny stream
The depth engulfs..
And time overflows...
The sun speckled brilliance
Glitters like a pearl..
Crested with dreams and
Crusted from the heart...
But fathoms below their deceptive depths
The lonely tears pine for her long lost love......

sad crying girl


5 comments:

  1. The Samrat is back!!! What I like most is your play with words.. simply one of the best I have read!!! Keep going.. We are waiting for more!!

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  2. very touchy one... a feeling unexplained...

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