You tell me <br />Your heart that loves me <br />Is pure as dew water; <br />You tell me <br />You scribe my name, <br />There on every page, <br />Every new chapter <br /> <br />All scripts, <br />Written on water, <br />Melt away, <br />As soon as they enter, <br />Be they rich sweet or loving; <br />That really doesn't matter <br /> <br />You accuse me <br />A man of heart of stony walls; <br />I agree, <br />I hold no pretensions <br />Against your silly words; <br />They only amuse <br /> <br />You listen; <br />I engrave you red <br />On my solid heart; <br />That would last, <br />Won't fade away; <br />My heart stony; <br />So what? <br /> <br /> <br />May 24th 2008<br /><br />Kesav Venkat Easwaran<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/stony-so-what/
