Memories 1

Poem By Bindu Borle

Looking at the ceiling
Limpid thoughts line up
My heart aches
Flashing incidents
Head bent in ignominy
But why
Trying hard to erase
But unsuccessful
Empty eyes. Regret
Silence pervades the room
I breathe in…
My past
I fail to understand why I did it
Self pity. Unrest
Tossing in bed, I try to reason
Nothing comes to me
But memories of past
Of my moments of weakness
And how I fell prey to circumstances

Copyright © 2006, Bindu Borle

Comments about Memories 1

Looking at the ceiling Limpid thoughts line up Because of- No peace of mind, Mental agitation, Lonliness, Disappointment, Perversion, Self pity, Helplessness, Frustration, Agitation, Failure, and so on.


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