Fellow travellers

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Lost the keys

In matters of heart


When I used my brains; I found myself making a mess of it.
When I used my heart; I hurt myself and the one person least intended to be hurt
When I went by impulse; I hurt everyone and was left with a writhing pain
When I went by advice; I kept trying to undo my actions for the rest of the time afterwards
When I used words; I paid for all the lines I said and everything read inbetween
When I used silence; I was misunderstood for everything unsaid
My actions cut and bled hearts
My inactions suffocated hearts

Friday, July 23, 2010

Memories

And memories trickling like drops from leaves hours after the rain has stopped.........