I love his eyes
The haunted look in them
One broken dream
Through the silence it screams
Silence shriller than any war cry
This man fiercer than any warrior
Anguish running wild in his very nerve
The darkness in his midnight eyes
Naked defeat lingering in them
His gaze arrests mine
The reality so real, bare and stark
The battle is lost
But he continues to fight
Monday, March 26, 2007
His Midnight Eyes
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Jui Chitre Deshmukh
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2 comments:
Wow, that was beautiful! The war imagery interwoven with the private aspect makes for an interesting read. Keep it up!
thanks.. keep me posted whenever u write something new.. there is something, i must tell u.. see on orkut there is this Indian Amateur Writers community.. there they have started a competition for writers.. its for poems, stories and articles.. its interesting..if u could share ur email address we cud discuss similar stuffs.. if u dont mind..that is or we communicate this way with comments.. :)
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