i am all over <br />strewn like hay <br />wicked wind's work <br />I did try to stay <br />I exploded <br />in one gust <br />its my fault <br />that I did trust <br />that rope <br />of faith <br />was just <br />so frail <br />it snapped <br />to bits <br />in just <br />one gale <br />nothing else <br />is left of me <br />blown to smithereens <br />end was unseen.<br /><br />Nalini Chaturvedi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/deeply-wounded-2/
