Thursday, October 06, 2005

Words that mean ........nothing.

The Tempest

A storm has struck the stumbling cause
Its fury fans the flaming flaws
I no more dance,I no more sing
I need respite,a loaded pause

Despite of all the passing springs
They do not melt the frozen thaws
I find I need a pair of wings
To bend or break the natures laws

In every higher court it rings
I need respite,I need some rest
For the waning wind in its wake brings
The rage and roil of a new tempest

- Copyright 2005 Amol Karmarkar
All rights reserved.

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