Everything is not Enough

A spider’s web: Flowering its intricate petals, Of unsympathetic rapturous delights. What effort drives her passions; Where everything and nothing can possibly be enough? Like misty raindrops: The object of her fulfillment, Drifts through unperturbed and indifferent. Those ‘loveless’ wet teardrops; Failing to pluck harmony from her greedy harp strings. Her ‘loving’ heart: Tough steely sinuses, Peaceful, patient, embracing… She waits with mild fury; Behind those pearl black eyes where everything is not enough. And so i: Like the miserable fly… Cannot move, nor choke to cry Not even die! To satisfy. 14 Sept 2012

Add a Comment

Your email address will not be published.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