The Fall
A Poem by beRseRk
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You seed
my barren nape
with your fecund kisses;
and goosebumps blossom abound
Your fingers
slither across
the cracks in my facade'
and tear apart my pretenses
The waves reach
crest of the lighthouse
ringing knells
of the oncoming squall
Then you leave
© 2012 beRseRk
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Added on February 6, 2012
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beRseRkDelhi, New Delhi, India
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I create. I create when in doubt , I create when I am sad and I create when I am elated. I create to escape the dull and bland life that I have. I create to live the fantastical dreams that I harbor. .. more..
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