Untitled (2) Poem by Usha Pisharody

Hanging on the edge of time
by a sliver of a thought.
An impossible dream.

Daring myself to plunge ahead
There am I poised.

And I step forward…

Through the icy blasts
of wordless reprimands
of guilt and remorse
of pain, tears
and shock-

I find the light
at the end of the tunnel.

Passion’s price paid
I stand now-
Resolute, content,
Peaceful and strong.

In life and love-
Bound by a circle of
Love.

Only love.


2003