Friday, March 28, 2003

Gule Sethi
28 March, 2003, 3:15 a.m

to be unsuccessful in love,
to pine and be consumed
by a want so intense
it controls, assumes and
permeates all levels of consciousness,
is a state of affairs accompanied
by a bevy of words
so apt, they cause a pain
that's near physical
unrequited, unrealised
you're a romantic fancy
a history all in yourself,
an artifact on display
priceless, but cracked,
a poignancy
that gives rise to imagination
a muse in the closet.
you are the potential for inspiration,
that the intellect craves
the unencumbered oddity
that makes for awkward guest lists,
the star-crossed benificiary
of a star that falls.

Mina at 12:07 PM