Spontaneously
while the eyes express,
a body daggers down the stairs.
Blood swims.
Follows, the weight
of renunciation
the blood will dry
the body shall fall
the body shall fall
Knowledge sinks in the red,
presence succumbs.
The fallen body sheds skin
exposing innocence.
Oh, the spectator,
what shall he be going through
if not pity
if not distress
He claps soon after he cries
witnessing the
conclusion : peace
Shringi
November 14, 2011
In circles, the winds and the leaf
Dancing on instincts,
triggered by a flying leaf,
the wind spins
and swirls in a flurry of thoughts
The leaf is a traveler
and it must return
The wind winds itself in a circle
around whose center shall an old leaf turn
again young
playing
forgetful, innocent
repeating themselves
;
sending the leaf back to its orbit, disturbed
bringing the leaf back to its position, placid.
Shringi
November 14, 2011
November 14, 2011
Disturbingly touchy.
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