Heart-Bits
Each dawn mother dusk
Every dusk murder dawn
In between
the world grope
shuffling and tapping
Perpetually inside maddening maze
Flashes flit through opaque cracks;
Load of laughter,tons of smile
Bale of affection,bundles of joy
Washed away in torrents of tears
Loneliness lurk behind soft lashes
And scribbled on salt soaked pillow
MELANCHOLY,writ in red!
|