Send it to Me.

Send me the star that you dream on,
The pillow that carries your tear stained mahogany,
The bloodshot eyes that
The pitiful picture of the heart lay on its whites.
Send me the credence of your world,
That made you bow with its every pretense,
The desert heat in your heart and the stillness of it all.

Send me the weight of your heart, that took every blow as its last,
With its romancing liars and dancers under the moonless stars.
I would set it all ablaze,
And carry it to the waves and
Watch it go down………………

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10 Responses
  1. Blackburn says:

    Awesome share! Thank you very much

  2. anger? a bit of sarcasm too…
    Well written
    So much to say and so little we know about it the ways of the heart

  3. Varun says:

    My take on few policy issues — http://www.bhaironbhairon.blogspot.com

  4. Kulin Shah says:

    Well written Poem… Love it

  5. NAwaz says:

    Coool!!

  6. Geeta says:

    Good job. Thanks for sharing!

  7. Baljeet Sharma says:

    It is so good . keep doing work same.I like

    Thanks
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  8. Roo says:

    Simply beautiful.. I like it!

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