Sunday, February 28, 2010

And Us

We were fools.
We owned the world
(only) in the twisted fantasies
of our own minds.

Once words and meanings
showed their true colors,
we had nothing
but the gaping empty truths
of our lying bodies
(ringless and bare necked).
And a story that trespassed beyond
soured dreams
pointing fingers
and feminism.


  1. No one could have written this better ... its beyond beautiful ... its you!

  2. thanks... that means a lot to me! :)

  3. i love it until the last line... you lose the there and somehow the entire poem changes in my head in a way that i don't quite understand.

  4. I Think what shruti means is no one can write in this way.. being equally subtle and in-your-face .. brilliant stuff :)