Saturday, May 14, 2011

A Frozen Moment In Poetry

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she saw me
i saw her
set the soul
of my camera free
from a frozen moment
in poetry captive
but held imploringly
she might just flee
like a bullbul in
my perfumed garden
on the jambul tree
fleeting moments
wingless honey
nectar hungry bee
flowering on the soul
of my humility

a million times
she held me
like rain drops
melting me
a trembling door
of desire
my shaking knees
wet in the rains
outside shivering
a trembling lock
i had lost
the key

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