oh friend of old
what hast thou thought
much like ravens in air
thou hast crafted me a night
what hast thou done
oh friend of old
what hast thou done
the moon hath thou curdled
into a crimson
what hast thou bred
oh friend of old
what hast thou bred
an egg of hope hast thou hatched
amidst a lair
what hast thou gained
oh friend of old
what hast thou gained
in this moment of mine
hast thou no inkling of pain
In conversation with your conscience
6 comments:
conversation with concise?! conversation with GOD????!!!
good one paul!
oops! sorry! typo.. i meant conscience :)
I am so speechless. You definitely don't look poetic. Quiet, yes, poetic, duhh no! I really can't understand poems and derive any meaning out of it without the help of my english teachers. But you have used some pretty big words in there :)
And I love the template.
Do keep writing Paul. Hoping to see some posts in prose too :)
Hey Paul,
This is just WOWsome. I didnt kn that you have this side too. Looking forward to many more posts.
Cheerio
Zareen
what's with the old english :P ??
neat!
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