Touch of The Damned
by Parthsarathi on Oct.28, 2009, under Poems
TOUCH OF THE DAMNED
A winter day, a cloudy sky,
A hint of a tear in her eye,
Her cradle of misfortune rocked by the winds,
Nobody cares, a lonely song she sings
Through the halls of blind souls she walks,
On the door to her heart no one knocks,
They stare at her empty minds,
The light of the day she never finds
Burning grass, stagnant leaves,
The sun goes down, darkness creeps,
She looks back on shattered dreams, visions,
Seeking to reach the touch of humans
Parthsarathi Trivedi
8th March 2007
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