Friday, 7 September 2007

In perspective


My flowers smell of relationships gone foul
Maybe watering them with the blood of my broken heart
wasnt a good idea after all.

3 comments:

Nasia said...

I liked the poem.. :)

The Black King said...

It was worth it... every single time! Isn't it a calculated risk we take each time?

arpana said...

@nasia - thanks

@TBK - a question that needs to be answered. was it worth it?