Thursday 30 June 2011

Irreparable

The darkness cannot hide
This shame poured into my eyes
Like an eye drop to fill full;
An unguided action of mouth
Glaringly snapped by the eye.
Like an arrow on a path
As delicate as the heart.
The mind has no explanation
An irremovable stain on apparel
Plain like crystal now tainted to show.
There is no detergent o clean
Freely the humiliating dirt and
From my hands the visible smell

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