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You can twist my wrists
And polish those bones
Carve them as you like
Shape them into cones
Then gather the times
Which betrayed my smile
You can sell the rhymes
That tears have piled
And I won't cry
I won't break
'cause I have learnt
To romanticize this ache
This Poem is shared with Imaginary Garden - Open Link Monday.
ahhh! whoa! another gem from the verse master!! This seems to a poem straight out of someone, enjoying his Stockholm's syndrome!
ReplyDeleteThanks Ankita :-)
Deleteseems to be* a poem
ReplyDelete:-)
Delete"To romanticize this ache"...
ReplyDeleteI am speechless...
This is awesome!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thanks Satya :-)
DeleteBeautiful poetry...class.
ReplyDeleteThank You Shweta :-)
Deletewow!! this one is remarkable!!
ReplyDelete"And I won't cry
I won't break
'cause I have learnt
To romanticize this ache"
there lies the beauty!! :)
awesome yaar!!
Thanks Anjali :-)
DeleteGlad to come across your blog!
ReplyDelete"Then gather the times
Which betrayed my smile" .... Wonderful! It is universal to all of us at some point or the other.
I am Chirasree, your latest follower :)
Thanks a lot. Glad you visited :-)
DeleteIt's sad how some people get used to living in nothing but pain... :(
ReplyDeleteYes it is sad :-(
Deletewowza!!! I actually rhymed this in my mind as a rapper.
ReplyDeleteOn a serious note, deep and profound.
Thanks Red :-)
DeleteLove on ice is better than no love ...
ReplyDeleteI agree :-)
DeleteAnd I sway in the beauty of the last line. You are too good.
ReplyDeleteThank You Saru :-)
Delete"...to romanticize that ache"....we get better and better at that as we age, my friend.......a beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteThanks Sherry :-)
DeleteAnd I won't cry
ReplyDeleteI won't break
'cause I have learnt
To romanticize this ache
Dark and Awesome!
Thank You Vaisakhi :-)
Deleteall the lines I like especially the last.
ReplyDeleteThanks Sarala :-)
Deletevivid and intriguing ~
ReplyDeleteThank You :-)
DeleteSo evocative!
ReplyDeleteThanks Celestine :-)
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