Iceberg

ICEBERG

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Iceberg shows more.

More of what does not melt.

What melts lies inside,

deep within,

as it melts slowly

weeping in despair.

In its own private moment

it melts,very privately.

No sound, no words.

Nothing. Blue world and

many more icebergs

are all that is around.



Find this poem in the post about loss: http://unfoldthefolded.blogspot.in/2012/04/loss-private-feeling.html