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Refractions coming through the Tricoloured Indian prism...

Yesterday again...

December 17th 2008 11:21


Yesterday again I was lost,
lost without hope of being found.
Lost without smoke or fire, without fog or frost,
never wanting to be found and bound.
Blissfully unaware of time's cost,
spinning in somebody else' world round and round.

Yesterday again I was in torture,
breathless, witless and fearful of what's in store.
Stagnant myself but racing to somebody else' future.
Stirred, shaken but still whittling towards the core.

Laughing when being asked to,
Simmering, pouting and crying on cue.
Even ruminating about what he is to say or do
and beginning for his misgivings to rue

Riffling remorselessly through his life,
sniffling, smiling, misting up but not ready to give up.
Its all in there - every smile every strife.
Conceived of wood and with ink given life and lit up.

Again Yesterday,
I held it in my hands - that in which I am still lost,
drowned but not wanting to break for air,
floating, diving and living through the ink.

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