Monday, January 19, 2009

Not a Word

Every time you conquered your obligations to me,
Every time you surmounted your own sincerity
In the promises bidden to me,
You undid your own words,
You untied your faith
In the vices you grieved,
You magicked the pre-existing truth into a lie.
Even though you never said one word of lie.
Not a word.

1 comment:

debanjan basu said...

i am really not such a big poet...but definitely...this is good really good...will go through all of them whenever possible :-)