Monologue-3 Poem by Seema Aarella

Monologue-3

Rating: 2.7


The cold in my room
Craves your warmth

Night wishes to stay
Moon remains to sneak,
Stars are but shying away,

Lantern dies hastily
Desires lie naked
Breaths swirl, music won't play

World stirs to life
Skin of the sky reddens
As night meets the gentle day

When the cold in my room
Craves your warmth...

Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: poems
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Reshma Ramesh 28 November 2009

seema i read all your monologues they are sooooooo beautiful

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar 28 October 2009

a new way of expression. shan

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