Woman on the edge,
Jumps off the ledge
of the Tower of Pain,
and her demons will be slain.
KL '03
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Seat of Sorrow
In the seat of sorrow I shall recline,
As the light of life ceases to shine,
Dreams that are borrowed I shall leave behind,
For my awoken heart has now gone blind.
Unheard, unheeded, so loathed were my pleas,
Though mountains apart, it's not I whom you miss,
Cravings of your soul are not for me,
Hence with my ailing heart, I set you free.
Tashkent, Dec '02
As the light of life ceases to shine,
Dreams that are borrowed I shall leave behind,
For my awoken heart has now gone blind.
Unheard, unheeded, so loathed were my pleas,
Though mountains apart, it's not I whom you miss,
Cravings of your soul are not for me,
Hence with my ailing heart, I set you free.
Tashkent, Dec '02
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