29 September 2008

Me

'I contain multitudes',
But only one can reign;
I shan't fly on coloured wings
From a shredded shell,
But, snake-like, shed my skin
And save my fangs.

6 comments:

Jijo said...

Beautiful. Transcendental. Honest. Two qualities which are lacking in almost all writings I come across these days.

Rhea Silvia said...

@jijo,
thank you. so much.

Shree said...

I have said this before rhea, and I'm saying this again - You really do write good poems. Also, I second jijo.
A novelist. And a poet! *HUGS* :D

Jadis said...

whew! thankfully i find you writing again. white room blogrolled chilo, and you've killed it.
:|

very beautiful, this poem...
:)
though i confess i don't realize what it's EXACTLY about, it sounds nice, and the imagery is haunting.

Rhea Silvia said...

@jadis,
yeah, this blog is safe. And the poem's about taking new selves.

Soumya said...

Lovely!

Sharp words. Knife edged.

God bless.