I’m listening
Never heard your verse
in this rampant wind
it was merged;
am trying to enchant
at least a word of thee word
to a reading delight;
how your lips quiver
can’t see you crystal clear
its dark surround dear
that you interwoven each carnally
without any mercy
how could behold
till the end of this hour
storm had perished
inviolable delicacy..
triumphantly...?
at the end of this
armageddon of ours
day will come or someday herein
thus you and me
still being in this moment
in this place though...?
indeed i did’nt hear your verse
i have to sing thee verse
endlessly
till it reaches its dead end
i will listen;
though i never hear a word...
Jagath J Edirisinghe
17.01.2008
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