I Wish
How I wish
I had wings of a dove
To flee away
From feelings
That wet my eyes
How I wish
I had a heart of stone
To remain unmoved
By your words
Of love
How I wish
I had the strength
Of an ox
To rise above
My aching heart
Kusum Rajapakse
Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 3:53 AM UTC
Happening
Yesterday's happening
Is memory today
Tomorrow it will be
the forgotten past
Oh! nay, not for me
Who dwells in the tomb
Of the past
Dear Past
Haunt not near thy corpse
Come unto me and embrace
to free alone one's anguish
From thy fiendish Ghost
Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 3:10 AM UTC