Treasure Island

Avinash Nair

(19/10/1988)

How should I Define My Woe?


How should I define my woe?
Should I, a seed of it
In your heart sow?
Or should I let it reside
There in the labyrinth
Of my heart?
Or should I let it bloom
And spread its effervescence
Of despair and gloom?
Or better still,
Should I probe and poke
Its roots and yank them in a stroke?

Submitted: Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, May 20, 2014
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  • Dinesh Nair (12/31/2013 6:06:00 AM)

    Definition is not that important... If these woes are rightly responded to, you may have a relief. An excellent poem from you Avinash.. Short and powerful a write indeed. (Report) Reply

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