Dark Creeps In... Poem by parveen tahir

Dark Creeps In...

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Darkness creeps to the marrow
Ice falls slowly and continuously
on my senses
absurdity grinds my dreams
tastelessness spreads
through the corners of my tongue
and rises to my eyes and skull

Fantasy, imagination and words
no more haunt or hurt me
I am clinging to the rope of being
hung in an infinite emptiness...

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Allemagne Roßmann 08 February 2010

I am clinging to the rope of being hung in an infinite emptiness... bent down the one who caused you this--very good narration of experience.

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