Wednesday, March 04, 2009


A touch of spring,- to the withered
A flickering flame in the dark!
Thats how it starts every stretch-
Ending it up with another embark...

Twas your game to win! wasn't it?
You played it well ~applaud~
but even before you could reach to endure
I pulled the triumphant cord...

Twas never to win or to let you down
to bring you lie this low!
n see I've brought you down to this state
--Without even letting you know!!!

Ignited to lead, it's broiling hard,
-with summing fuel and hotter!
But to remind you dude, ma sweet li'l chump
'THe flame doth not carouse THE WATER'

I enjoyed being a part of your game
You've seen me coy n low!
and if you think u'r making me fall--
then yeah,, m falling to grow...!!

2 comments:

Prachi said...

'THe flame doth carouse THE WATER'

Your poetry gets better by the day!
Loved it!
:)

usmani said...

Hey its 'doth not'...(guessed i missed dat one)
but gawd u cd jst not miss the obliterated part...
~m utterly AMAZED~...
the whole poem revolves around this line... n was actually coerced to let it in...
kudos mayn
u forced me to believe
'THe flame duz carouse the water...'
... just gav it a new meaning...Ms Fire sign...

thanx for highlighting it newayz.....