Friday, August 10, 2012

My kind of love

I am a bird,
with wings,
with an urge to fly.
But I can also cage myself
with you
If that's what you desire.

But if you stop loving me slowly,
So shall I, slowly.
If you try to forget me
Don't bother,
as I shall have already forgotten.
Frozen.
Forgiven
Finished.

But, oh my love
If, for you
the sun sets and rises
with me.
If you decide
to give yourself to me
I shall too.
Remember.
Reside.
Reciprocate.
For your love
feeds my love,
as your hate
feeds mine.

2 comments:

  1. excellent poem. but little grim in the end. First love and then loneliness

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  2. thanks..it's actually condition thats finally given..

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