hoping not to be forgiven

with in the corridors of creative pursuits
i had failed to locate the sediments of silliness
now that i have betrayed my friend
the one who told me never to cry
when the stillness of the moment
squeezes the clouds of all the moisture,
leaving the vapors like dried tears,
i may dissolve all the expectations
and just lie down at the feet
of Ma kaali
hoping not to be forgiven