Sunday, May 20, 2007

Death of an obsession

(Emotions are such fickle things. One day I am desperately in love with Tracy Chapman. I play her songs again and again. Next day, I am bored of her. Bored to death. Therefore a poem is born! If there is one thing I am consistent with is the fact that at any given time I will be obsessed - just that it will be with different things.)

The gossamer wings of a butterfly
The silky web of a black spider
A dewdrop within a dewdrop
A dream within a dream
Transient, evanescent
An emotion, a feeling
There for a second

And in a flap
Gone forever
Not a trace
That it ever

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