Words flow through a hand
writing its own mind with a pen
A new page is written everytime
as each new day dawns.
I flow with each and every move
of that invisible fingers
Marriage
Open the index that points to
a sweet twist in my chapter
Wherein I have asked you
to join me to unfold new pages
So that we can reproduce
a sequel in the coming days ahead.
Death
Among the ups and downs of my life ,
I had my best writings
to be reproduced into editions
for generations to come.
I still ...
I still live through them
So never ever repent..
even if you hear someone say that
"My Chapters have been closed"
- dedicated to all writers
Love the marriage. I know the feeling!
ReplyDeletedeep, and brilliant reflections.
ReplyDeletethanks for the dedication :) we write ourselves from birth to death whether on paper or hearts, we surely do :)
ReplyDeletemy entry: http://lynnaima.wordpress.com/2011/11/27/wind-chime-melody/
enjoyed all those experiences.
ReplyDeletewell done.
beautifully expressed
ReplyDeleteone of the reasons i write is to leave behind the stories for my sons and those that come along behind...nice...i like your capture...
ReplyDeleteagreed, well said.
ReplyDeleteWelcome joining us for poets rally week 57,
A random poem or a free verse is okay.
Hope to see you in.
Happy Weekend!
Your input is highly appreciated!
Xoxox