Poetry is FUN! -- PART IV
 

Prey

The moment stood. "I should...", I said
"for all these things appearing now,
reveal, once and for all,
those aspects of myself I've held
behind a screen of maybe-this."

Then quickly, as a sighted thing
must ever and must always fly
from its appearance (I have been
so nearly captured), it was I
who, when the moment of disclosure came,
decided hidden to remain.



17 March, 2002

it's like im lost n languid waves
as I walked the opposite way
Am trying to feel if he's still there
at my back
just couldn't let his eyes off me
but I'm wrong
He's gone but I'll come back
and we'll see what'll happen...
and it'll play back again and again...
like a curse...like a ring...