When do you know if you've dug into the earth enough?
Is it time to bury the chest of thoughts.
The assortment of memoirs,feelings,promises and bluff.
Should I be convinced that my heart will then be free of clots.
I tried to return my treasures to their rightful owners,
But they had long forgotten what I had soulfully guarded.
I tried to immortalize the candid whispers,
But the ephemeral voices only faded.
Digging out the mud and burying my chest,
Seems heavier than expressed.
Is it time to bury the chest of thoughts.
The assortment of memoirs,feelings,promises and bluff.
Should I be convinced that my heart will then be free of clots.
I tried to return my treasures to their rightful owners,
But they had long forgotten what I had soulfully guarded.
I tried to immortalize the candid whispers,
But the ephemeral voices only faded.
Digging out the mud and burying my chest,
Seems heavier than expressed.
2 comments:
Nice poem Vandana...
I havent read your work completely,but from whatever little i have read which is very little by the way, i think you are a gifted writer.
Please write more often.
Thanks Sandy !
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