Two Birds Brokeup

We became walking diatribes of moving phrases,
Tacklingthe burden of hunchback monotones,
Shackled with the lead of empty metaphors,
All along flunging an apple at the smirking moon,

In the beginning was a feeling,
A feeling now condensed into sentenced boredom,
If not for the breakup
We'd be wearing our sunday schooled silences.
Friday, August 29, 2008
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Sumita Datta 05 September 2008
Wish to read more from you...
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Ency Bearis 29 August 2008
a woderful verses...nice write... Ency Bearis
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Chitra - 29 August 2008
a good one, some very fine phrases there
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