Friday, October 18, 2013

My weedy seed













You- my PRECIOUS SEED!
The seed that is rooted in the deepest place of my heart!

Growing with the darkness of absence,
Growing with the brightness of memories,
Nurtured with the showers of breaths…

My expectation for you, my seed,
Is,
To grow up into a strong wine
And tangle me with passion
And paralyze my blowing mind,
With your presence
And,
Your mind again to be devoted for me…

But,
You just suck my strength and peace of my mind -
You just stuck my heart -
You don’t move – You- SENSELESS MAN!
And… your neutrality makes me
An ice berg..
An ice berg…
An ice berg….

You... You WEED!!!