Untitled: a lai

How many heartfelt vows
have crossed my lips now,
by wrongs I allow
and the petty rows
with swords forged from plows,
seeking sacred cow’s

in the dark days since
the first subtle hints
were seen
of truth, that glints
beneath a thin chintz
(the means
of experience)
and gives evidence
in dreams?

30 MAR 2004

Please follow and like us:
Pin Share

Share This:

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.