Blood! What
else
Defines, you
and me, us
Blood, what
else
Defies, you
and me, us
Blood! What
else
Blood out of
lips
And organs,
while we made love, violent, for
We wanted to
taste each other and pass through
Blood out of
eyes
And ears, blinded
and deafed of scars, for
We saw and
heard, stories of each other
Blood out of
skins, half-burnt, half shrank, for
We hugged
and rolled on together
Blood out of
palm and feet
For we held
our hands and walked together
Blood out of
throat, half cut, half burst, for
We sang
songs of being together, sinned
Blood out of
veins
And flesh,
torn apart by bombs, at war, for
We decided
to make friends with each other, worse!
Blood! What else
Makes us
stand and dictate, for what we are
Blood, what else
Makes us
kneel and beg, for who we are
Blood! What else
Blood out of
words
For we
scribbled by pen made of bones of dead
Blood out of
paper, blank
For tears
and sweat of past couldn’t drench it enough
Blood out of
fingers
For we held
onto piece of blade, piece of you and me
Piece of us,
for too long
Blood out of
hearts
For it
couldn't beat any longer to keep us alive
But, wished
to see us cry, wished to see us die.
By:
Praveen Parasar
Date:
01/03/2015
'for what we are
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I feel the life source - blood - pulsing through your lines Praveen - Bravo a powerful insightful piece.
Thank you so much John...your words has been a strong support...
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