Saturday, 19 November 2016

Pain

Pain.
Alluring, isn't it?
Devouring poets
- the quintessential conundrum!
Accentuating the enigma
of lone fortresses,
and forgotten poetesses,
and characters of protagonists;
My love life.
Symmetrical, bewitching.
Familiar, but menacing.
Grandma in her wheelchair
awaiting a visit, longtime.
The girl who begs:
enthralls or appalls?
&
a forgotten call.
All connected in a thread.
A chord of pain.
Inspiring writers for centuries
and drowning the sun.
Gorecki's third had begun.
Just pain.


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