Saturday 17 April 2010

poem 15

inside-out

played many chords strained,
chased many sounds too.
failed to hear but
the perfect melody played within

colours and shapes varied
i sought with eyes thirsty,
never did enjoy the beauty
and play of darkness behind closed eyes.

care, love and respect
fame, wealth and name.
now this and then something else
did i seek in vain.

friends, lovers and others
i sought to complete my self.
all i wanted but was 'me'
as i was complete in myself.

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