Unconscious
Curtains are these, of shadows
and memories. Fervent play
of eyes as those pearls move
hide and seek and their essay of essence
prevails over all secrets...
curtains are these
There are some distances
which oil lamps will shy to show
paper boats will fail to sail
a courage of emotion
have knocked and raised
waves after waves
and oceans reside in me now
but waves, they have disappeared
in the rains
Failure has many a history.
My story has failed many a times
Hours unaccounted,
have escaped following hours
surpassed eclipses.
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poem by Aman Saa
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