if i were to buy you riches,
and set your throne high.
i would bleed my hands out;
but ne'er would i sigh.
if i were to win you kingdoms,
and every meadow green.
i'd savor times of skirmish
but never be the queen.
if i were to bring you wisdom,
and store you worthy manse.
with knowledge of centuries
without an aching glance.
but if i were to seek your ardor,
and wish your genial care.
id stand by my casement,
just wishing you were here.
years of endless attempts to unleash the beast within has been successful at last.
Saturday, May 01, 2010
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- priyadarshini
- the mind is rich with ideas, they lie there cooped up in darkness, the soul struggling to set free.........suffocating the life within............. the battle begins.