Tuesday, August 14, 2007

my edit of prerna's first poem

A search

An unquenched thirst

An encounter

A meeting arranged

We met again

Bewitched by his words

Slipping away

In a mad rush, things changed

A stranger became an insider

I worshipped him

I was the dreamer who dared to dream

He fed on my dreams

My fear led me to him

A paradox from the beginning

A parasite, at the end.

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