Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Who I Am the Reality It Is


A fish
Swimming the translucence of your eyes
A man
Walking this forsaken earth
A poet
Digging my teeth into throat of the language
A word
Whose meaning has sunk to the bottomless depths of darkness
A bird
Who has misplaced his sky
A snake
Who in reality tasted the fruit first
A fruit
Which still bears the fingerprints of Eve
A shadow
Tasteless, colourless and odourless
A flame
That keeps us warm
A myth
That keeps us alive
A fact
As sure as death
A dewdrop
Glistening like your dream
A father
The seed
A lover
A mouth organ
Breathe your honeyed breathe through me
And close your eyes

Revising

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