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“I am dumb to tell” -borrowed from Dylan Thomas

This is my contribution to the above link:  Hope you like it Amy:-)

You fling your chiselled  words at me

Well aimed, intended to hurt.

I twist and turn and then flee

My mind in disconcert.

Afar,  I find a place to sit

In a silent, empty nook

The darts embedded, I slowly pick

Quite a while, it took.

Then I heard the urgent  voice

Of the tiny red-hued drops.

And from my hurt , this I learnt

When your pain ends, mine stops.


Posted by on August 2, 2012 in Poetry, Reflections


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