22 April, 2008

Balm

.in circles
the balm
relief  

drifting to sleep
forgetting all else
the pain that had spread
was gone
fleeting dreams
from which I woke
and the palm on my back
was gone
the pain resounds
comes realisation
the balm on my back
was gone 

pain
drifting
in circles .

9 comments:

aesha said...

aww

grysko said...

double aww

ThalaGolaa said...

good poem.
varah ves asley!! hehehe
but u don't draw as much as you used to do before dho???

shan said...

nice poem but..err..all that over balm?...wats next?..fabric softener? hehe..kiddin (^_^) gud job!..

Raniya said...

:)
Sigh

I'm so very proud of Maa.

People.
She's my friend.
This blog belongs to my friend Maa.

hehe ;)

I-kko said...

naaice!!

Arkturus said...

rather excellent *nods*

lavendergirl said...

Nice one.. :D

Dhiyey said...

I remember the soothing calm of the balm. My mom swears by it. I like the spatial manipulation of your poem. It really feels like we are spiraling with you in spirals of pain