Circus Love

Circus Love

A Poem by NK

For lust is a tightrope,
soldering fickle hearts, sewing passion.
Fade at its end,
or tumble into love.
Some hope woos smother,
contemplates the fall
To stir a velvet landing,
and dances slow.

She in her unbidden trance,
her golden hair littered,
sits in prayer, fidgets;
snuffed from the fall.
Forlorn, for an indulgent sliver.
Now lies a cold lover,
in her morphine bedlam.

© 2014 NK


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NK
A vague attempt:)

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Forlorn, for an indulgent sliver.
Now lies a cold lover,
in her morphine bedlam.

this is pretty good for a vague attempt - the metaphors are awesome

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on May 13, 2014
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Tags: Love, Circus, Romance, Fickle hearts

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NK
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Delhi, New Delhi, India



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