Rosmin Elsa Mohan
Rosmin Elsa Mohan Poems
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I once dreamt of an open field,
The bareness of which alone did shield,
A shadow so frail, in a shadow as such
I thought as much.
I felt it again on my bed at night
Darkness; through which I saw the light
Silence - to feel; and to feel so weak,
Silence, I think I heard her speak.
The crowd through which I made my way,
Gave me a second to poise it through
Shouts around, though I felt them nay,
The Me within, in silence too.
The hours of solace so gifted in tune,
A language unworldly, (beyond the moon!)
To realize it ...
Who Am I?
I thought I was a son
My life, when had begun
I thought I was the one
When I knew I’d but won
I thought I was so rich
With my dreams forever in pitch
I thought I was so poor
When she left; behind that door