I have spilt the wine, old and strong with time,
Fermented in the darkest depths of mind.
I know the shattered crystal would pierce my heart.
Blood and wine will merge to draw vague patterns on the cold floor.
Let the ritual begin...
Possessed by memories, I will trade my soul to dreams unfulfilled,
In a frenzy will I evoke the dark love and exorcise you out of me.
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that was great..
ReplyDeleteloved every line of it. :)
you should check the code for comment section in your other blog (http://darklabirynth.blogspot.com/). i dont think its working"
ReplyDeleteThank you Amal....
ReplyDeleteohh my ...
ReplyDeleteenigmatic lines .. arresting to the core ...
i am not able to leave a comment at your other blog!!
Thank you .....
ReplyDeleteAbout the other blog, I dont understand what the prob is :(
ReplyDeletegood touching poem...awesome
ReplyDeleteThanks Sidhu...
ReplyDeletethis is the poem of urs i liked most..... the concept is quite different
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