Every one,
I meet
has
a fake heart.
Sticking around
just until
me and my flesh
feels fresh!
So crude
yet so true
finding
a soul mate
is a difficult
thing to do!
Love I believe
stands now
as a mockery!
Never ending
the search
for a honest soul
who belongs
just to me!
Copyright © Archana Bora
1 comment:
Archana,
the directness of your poems and depths of feeling underlying them -- these lend fascination to an idle browse thru the blog.
One senses in you the promise of growth into realms of a deeply felt poetry.
Contemporary poetry at times too thin & intellectual. Your words are thus bracing.
best wishes,
d.i.
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