Love, ExposureA Poem by Siddhartha
If you could read my mind
You’d end up being traumatized For in the recesses of my being Is a double-edged sword that bites Both the wielder and the prey In equal measures of furious agony If you could feel my soul You would be annihilated By the fire of my cathartic spells By sunbeams shooting from my eyes Leaving your self cauterized By the hatred that drives my mind But the person that you are Living your hate in my life Will just shutter my heart and soul For of such things are memories made Of joys making our lives magical Of sadness shuttering our hearts blind © 2012 SiddharthaAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on December 13, 2012 Last Updated on December 14, 2012 AuthorSiddharthaHyderabad, South Asia, IndiaAboutAn engineer, with a management degree, I am passionate about and fascinated by the arts – literature, movies, music and photography, et al. Creative writing, especially poetry is the raison d&rs.. more..Writing
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