Monday, 20 July 2009

2. Love is a heavy word

The trees in the college refuse to speak me.
When I pestered them, they showed me sympathy
Love, I turned away.

At every footstep and every moment, I was blasted out of existence
Into your presence, and every moment, I died
Silently.

Soul smashed, I tried to move,
But my feet had turned into lead. Fortunately, the intellect
Forced me to act normal.

I'm crossing the road bound by the oath of self preservation
Wondering if a car will be nice enough to crash into me
And cease my soul.

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