Mapulemla C Imsong Poet Free verse

Memory

Cease being my memory,
you deserve not the pain of 
this thankless ordeal;
on the blurry lengthening scroll 
of my mind
you sweat to splash the frozen 
ink
trapped in the rusty pen
of my fleeing yesteryears.

Flung into the present
a maze cocoons me,
beneath your urging voice
myriad trails do i see,
a flash of recognition for a 
triumphant moment
then a hollow and dark 
aftermath,
from my vacant head
slowly you ebb away,
from my unmoving lips
a whisper follows you-
Will i ever wake up?

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Sruthi Ajith July 4, 2010 at 3:35 AM really sad.emotions are well expressed.i like the second line of your poem very much..reading the first half i felt the man is dead, while reading the second i felt he`s still alive but unable to get up,am not sure.well penned.