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05 February 2014

Disdain




In the morning
When everything is
Unknown and strange for me
I don’t talk to myself
As
It’s just the poem which
I wrote yesterday

The poem still
Lingering on my face
Mingled in my eyes…
It says
Don’t disturb me..
With your lies…

I know
When it’s attachment
Is finished
It will go away

It will leave me
Disdained…
And
Only naive words
Will remain
Anyway.
   
     ….chaitali.

2 comments:

Devidas Patil said...

when the attachment goes, nothing remains . This is the most cruel fact of human life . It is also true for words .

--- Devidas Patil

Unknown said...

Nice poem...extremely superb