Saturday, June 14, 2008

Introspection

I stood before myself
naked;
in nervous anxiety
Waiting for my judgement.

My eyes combed every inch of my body
Thoroughly,carefully
That's routine-
To make sure I hid nothing.

Then started the interrogation
Merciless;
Attempting to crush me
But I held on:

And thus was pronounced the verdict,by me;
Unto myself;
Accompanied by a warning;
I was an innocent man again.

2 comments:

Tapeswar said...

wonderful
try ur hand at full time poetry

SPT said...

Ahh! I like this one.