His Three Word Reticence Poem by Ananta Madhavan

His Three Word Reticence



Three words I could have spoken,
But never dared to speak,
Ring in my head:
Ego, Verb, You.
Never mind, the words will keep,
In the eternal present tense,
Even without a shared lingo
Or a red emoticon
For the next 'janma', yours and mine,
As apes or amebas or whatever.
No waiting for re-birth and death.

Wednesday, December 3, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: romantic
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