2013 image,Saharanpur
The flowers
smell of love-potion
Coming from those flames
Silently burning
In the hidden stories
Burnt and spilt in
Distorted memories.
Enraptured desires
In obsession with the dark
Creeps and crawls
And flows from the eyes,
Wanting to possess
The sane mind.
~~payal~~#OctPoWriMo Day 12
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"...wanting to possess the sane mind..." I really love the way you ended the poem. It feels like you brought it to a perfect conclusion. I feel like every writer can relate to it. We all do this to capture a sane mind to keep it going everyday. LOL. Great work!
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Thanks a lot Elle. :)
DeleteMmmm. You have me thinking of love potion now. :-) Floral, intoxicating, poetic love potion.
ReplyDeleteWhat a fine inspiration from your words!
Thanks much Julie. :)
DeleteWhat is great about this is that I can't figure out if the obsession is in the mind or in the flowers. I think I know, but I have to really concentrate to answer that. Bravo.
ReplyDeleteGlad you think so. Thanks a lot Lance.:)
Deletebeautifully written. as always!
ReplyDeleteSincerely,
Aishah
http://www.chaosincouture.blogspot.com/
Thank you Aishah. :)
DeleteThis is fantastic. I think my favourite of yours since OctPoWriMo started. :-) "...Silently Burning in the hidden stories..." That is a great line!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Cindy. :)
DeleteThis one is surreal Payal :)
ReplyDeleteThank you! :)
DeleteI agree with Sunita. I like the images this brings!
ReplyDeleteThanks Vinay. :)
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