Thursday, January 2, 2014


   salomi john valsan
How wonderful you
My wounded soul
You crushed me
With your unseen thorn
You smashed me
with your sharp nail.
I am the sinner….
Sinner by life and death....
Life turns blue .
Memories drown like a corpse..
It haunts me with its crippled hands
yep...yet I love to live
With my impeccable but
Impalpable loneliness…..
I ponder over with
My sober soliloquy…
I know where life stands still.
Being the soul of solitude…
I yearn to be a loner..
A lone ranger..
Who strives to swim and swim….
Through the vast ocean of sorrows
Like a Humming Bird….
Which only and ever
Can fly in a backward direction..