Monday, August 24, 2015

I Breathe Out Fog



I breathe out fog in wintry night
when clouds rob stars away from my sight
and lonely birds chirp and hoot
blindfolded I, point and shoot
I laugh, I cry, I miss my aim
sheared by fear, I'm forever maimed
here is a world where regrets grow
the crack in my heart goes with the flow
and I draw, and build, and rebuild the blocks
unaware of the storm raging my clock


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30 comments:

  1. This is very vivid. I read it twice, really appreciating the birds, the blindfold, the fog, the stars, the regrets.

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  2. Clouds inside the mind, cracks within the heart. Nice portrayal of loneliness.

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  3. I think you write of someone lost deep in depression,, well penned,

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  4. beautiful!
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  5. A well put together piece, delightful to read that.

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  6. Love the images you put here. Especially the last part.

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  7. Great work Amrit.. very intense and vivid images.

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  8. I like the wonderful images and the beautiful rhythm...

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  9. A wonderful poem. The feeling of bleak winter is very much there.

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  10. The clock is always ticking but it is so easy to forget that, isn't it.

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  11. Woderful! That much only I say here.

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  12. Vivid and awesome...
    Loved the tone and the rhymes :)

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