Tuesday, October 02, 2007


Such is the fate
of each and every word
that refuses tonight
to come out of my head;
(as if my arms slithered up my nostrils
and pulped them to death)
laid to rest in a watery grave
stretching from your eyes to your ears.

And then we slept in deathly silence
half loved, half betrayed.

© October 2, 2007 Dan Husain


Mirchii said...

you are definitely one of those.

deepanjali said...

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Vi said...

And what of the morning after?

Scarlett said...

I am very glad I found you. You write beautifully.

Must read your entire collection today. :)

mridul sharma said...

im amazed by your writtings...applausable!!!!