kites 7-2-2014 Occasionally fluttering in the breeze caught on electric wires down and depressed with torn body and battersd heart nursing nostalgia of the past and pride Once the beautiful queen of skies bold and bearing dancing to Western winds scorning and sneering limits and pits swaying swirling in intoxicating lures Alas entagled in the snares unaware arrogance ignorace and youthful pride made blind to the lust called love dancing swan dance with borrowed feathers. Cut abrupt in life and love now down to earth with regrets repentences balming wounds wishing to disappear into the unknown skies unseen unsung and unknown.
by Girija Nookala
from kavi sangamam*కవి సంగమం*(Poetry ) http://ift.tt/1d6ukkg
Posted by Katta
by Girija Nookala
from kavi sangamam*కవి సంగమం*(Poetry ) http://ift.tt/1d6ukkg
Posted by Katta
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