From earthen sky
2 September 2011
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Should I not have had it within
I would live now so frail without
A heart to cling from yet so thin
A lung to inhale air and shout
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I grope with sore fingers too grazed
From a steel wall so fine and sleek
With eyes that from pain are glazed
Pouring softly rain on my cheek
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Dark was the fate that lay ahead
And steep was the winding lane
That lay me down as the undead
Within that shimmering plane
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I called upon Gaia, mother
She hears not so subtle a voice
This chest will foster another
A sibling cry of my own choice
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I nurse in me many a stab
Like petals of flowers so pink
And as they lay me on the slab
My heart in its lotus did sink
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Hail dusk this pink do come and cloak
While I breathe out my living last
And lay me at my crooked oak
In memory of good times now past
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hello geetha another wonderful poem you have done very nice . hope your well.
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