I tumble, tumble on the steps; <br />The never opened doors… <br />Is your heart made of stone walls? <br />That doesn’t have some gorse <br /> <br />I fumble, fumble for my words; <br />The never tried out speech… <br />Is my tongue made of soft nerves? <br />That doesn’t have strong reach <br /> <br />I jumble, jumble with my thoughts; <br />The never ripened fruits… <br />Do my feels bitter seek sweetness? <br />That never knew love treat <br /> <br />I grumble, grumble on my thirsts; <br />The never fulfilled needs… <br />Is your heart unwilling to share? <br />Those pretty memories<br /><br />Kesav Venkat Easwaran<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-tumble-tumble-on-the-steps/
