Sunday, August 24, 2008

Forsaken

Must you wake?
When the ebb is out
And the sand soars
A cliff watching
A swirl of a muse
Bring a crumpled tale
Flung in the stream
On a ring of ripple
Afloat
On a deep dark night
Lost happily
And shining.

1 comment:

the munator said...

Hi,I am Ravi,I like most of your poetry,sharp and original.
Hopefully,we get to talk to each other,sometime...