Saturday 29 August 2009


In death I waited,
For your sudden smiles
Songs that you sang for me.
Four turns I took,
Till you found out
More than you could see.
I’d told you once this
Very thing,
To let this winter be
To let the screams
Of butterflies
Make them set you free.

1 comment:

Neelav said...

Depths of your mind,
So dark, so full of grief,
Seems you just do not see,
Do not want to believe...