On the edge of a cliffA Poem by winged pigletComposed at night at Chandipore, a seaside resort in Orissa, an eastern Indian state. We (three close friends) had rented a small bungalow on the edge of a cliff with the receding sea below us. It was pitch dark and one could only hear the waves dashing a
Here Where the breath of the world Ceases to be
Here Where one step, opens the doors To eternity
Here Where to love Is but loneliness
Set a table for two And wait for me. © 2008 winged piglet |
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1 Review Added on May 29, 2008 Last Updated on May 29, 2008 Authorwinged pigletIndiaAbouti am a winged piglet....a pig with wings....crass and grounded in the clay called earth, yet with ambitions to fly and flirt with angels....... more..Writing
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