Sunday, October 16, 2011

in part of me

in raining of my efforts
The silver hue decorated my forehead
For resurrection...
In paining of my deafness
Delicacy of ur touch made me wear
To hide me in my nakedness...
Bare footed, bare body,
I am measuring the dust on those traces,
That outline my soul,revolve around heart,
And revive me everyday,
From departing breaths of last minute...

Hiramalik

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