London bridge, falling
In the life and times
Of my great recluse.
The link is broken-
Chains rattle
At the disjoined ends.
I left behind
The truth
The lies
What lay in between.
Wire mesh
Of twisted tales.
Pricking
The leaden heart.
You stood
On the other side.
The icy river
Divided us.
Death
Finally did us part.
Maryam B. Mirza
Lahore, Pakistan
Thursday, 20 October 2011
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