SPARROW’S NEST, LOVER

Poems touch the heart of everything ... Varma

SPARROW’S NEST

A sparrow built nest

In my ancient attic

To live with it's family

And  an arrow split it

When I was asleep

While the clock

On the wall

Ticked away in abandon

Lover

I am tired

Of

Roses and mornings

I don’t see the rose

Instead

I see the thorns beneath

I yearn

For

The thorny cactus

That blooms

In the dark womb

Of the Night