She flickers apprehensively
Sitting tight, in the middle
As if with a stiff neck
Though fully aware of her own frailty
She glances across the room, cautiously
These are testing times for her
The golden glow
Amidst the rich darkness
Emphasises the stark nakedness
Empathising with her ability to blindly pierce through it all
She flows luxuriously down her side
Like lava flowing down a volcano
Creating soft pools of hot slushy wax
A harsh contrast to the hard cold mould she lives in
Much that she adores the heat and colour
The only place she’s safe in is the cold dark
And the very thought of it
Drives a cold shiver out of her shoulders
Down through her sinking spine
Her life’s coming to an end
posted by J @ 4:38 pm
Comments: 5
5 Comments:
A CANDLE??? Hehehe... Nice da.
good for starters......a little concealed in content and a little obscure in intent..
don lisn da em it NOT obscure..it DUS sm lik a candle. albeit not in the wind!!:D..
but tell me...how dus "wtf" define ur comment?????
peace!
\m/
Nice..open to interpretation as the reader sees fit.
is that the scene from one of your board meetings???
:P
p.s.
me thinks u not frm engg...
if u r, thn definitely not from mumbai university...
it's hell...i tell ya...
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