The last day of eternity
by Tanuj Solanki
midnight tomorrow,
will like it,
again,
the clay I have myself prepared;
back,
glue
will like it too,
possession,
happiness after solitude,
reaches the dying boy in an instant)
slave of emotive inaction
acted on;
the end, never the end, there is no end)
is the last day of eternity folks,
the heart,
taxi window each morning and disappear,
looking in the mirror to create memories,
groping the air in sleep,
last day of longing.
I see her with these pupils
bloom.
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(c) 2010 Tanuj Solankki
used by permission
Tanuj Solankki is a blogger and poet in India
as well as an MBA graduate of IIM Ahmedabad
For more, please visit his blog at
http://www.dotcommedtanuj.blogspot.com