Sunday, April 7, 2013

The Curse


I was sick and tired of dark-

And badly sought to see

Mischievous blue clouds,

Or, blushing green leaves

Over my barren desert land;

The narcissist heard my prayer

And dissolved his reflection

On my last gulp of spirit-

I got an insomniac day,

With everlasting thirst

To linger thereafter! 


- Anunoy Samanta

(Written for NaPoWriMo 2013 - 30 Poems in 30 Days challenge!)

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