you mis-pronounced my name
ebon darkness cumbered your shame.
your tribal dance,
befuddled my stance.
u leapt-once,twice,thrice....
yet,failing to batten the rolling dice.
then i lost count...
u ran forward,and came to a halt
i took a step backward,
not realising my fault.
your nose,was an inch from mine
and then you,drew a line.
"mercy,my angel...this isnt her",
i distinctly,heard you murmer.
you let out a racous scream
and made me realize,this wasnt a dream.
you were DEATH...
or maybe you,werent.
whoever,you were....
you,provoked me to live on
with a smile,which will last..
till the end of the breaking dawn.(self-defence)
About Me
i wonder how....i wonder why....
captured soul.
5 comments:
hmmmm......kakeh dekhle ei ebher lashting smyle tah ashe shuni??~~~*cheese*~~~~........ar otah tor transfprmation?? ami toh prothome bhebechilam ota tor self-portarit...in da original form!!!....bus theke toh ami eirokom-i dekhte pai tokeh!!!![:)].........gud poem...but agger ta bodhoy ektu better boleh mone hoy!!!!
dis isnt a poem.its a reflection,dodo!
it was very good,as usual...exept 4 d fact dat mst of it went over my head(yet again)....i dun think dat this 'reflection' was 4 every1 2 understand,though....y did u write 'self defence' at d end??
coz,my smile defends me...most of the times,wen i stand bathed in some mess!...u noe it best[;p]!
dat's ryt!!!
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