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The hour of the waning of love has beset us | And weary and worn are our sad souls now

noise

Posted on | May 9, 2008 | 1 Comment

lights,
shine bright,
moving pictures,
fragments impressed on senses,
scatters tatters of life,
and noise,
white,unblinking,
staring noise…

desolate jewels,
broken bangles,
shining like tears,
colourful,
and lonely,
and the sea,
sibilant whispers,
and shimmering serpents,
of light…

mirrors,clothes and colours,
fragmented desires,
beautiful women,
and preening men,
money,
changing colours,
and lost little children,
crying,whispering,
noise,
white,unblinking…

kaleidoscopes,
and a litany,
of words,
hungry,and all-consuming,
mad lies,crazy truths,
and frightened desires,
heartbreaks…
and more words…
poems,stories,tales…
more words.
so inadequate.

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One Response to “noise”

  1. sulochanosho
    May 9th, 2008 @ 9:12 am

    Great poem on ‘noise’ there.

    To attain poise amidst the noise is life

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