[Poem] I seek

The small spot, the blemish,
that stain of discontent, your gift,
it has spread and blotted the core
The ugly apparition raises its head
engulfing all that is sane
In its penumbral darkness
lie lifeless the dreams we once saw
My efforts to ward of the impending doom,
mere pebbles, disappearing in quicksand
The song I sang, once for you,
today, a shriek, seeking you.

Vijay © 3rd December, 2005