You who will not be defined by roses
by Gopi Krishnan nair
You who will not be defined by roses,
yet, takes me apart petal by petal,
And lets the heart turn beast
wandering in that jungle of 'never return'
You who?ll not be taken in by light
but sets aflame the submerged magic mountain
and binds with the ring of time?s mystical mist
until the coming of death?s dark sun
You, who sheds my life?s nights to full moon pieces
pretending that you make me whole.