Thursday, 27 May 2010

the fall of an angel..


In the voiceless silence,
My soul-voice begins to speak to me.
Im vulnerable,
Im soft,
Im sensitive.
For a moment,
I lose my nerve,
My bravado,
My silent resolve.
I need to be protected,
I need an arm around me,
I need a soul,
to know the real me.
I  try to cry out aloud..
I cant bear the pain.
My voice is gone.
My throat is dry...
Its a hopeless situation...
I crave for tenderness...
A glance, A gesture,
A touch.
Im in a glass house,
YOU can see me,
But you cant touch me..
Im gone.
Like a sigh.
A breath,
A spirit.
Floating.
Into Infinity.

1 comment:

priya said...

Y she gone away?? yes she has the strength to live here, its true that some time we lose our strength n that time really need an arm, a soul n a protection!!