It is astounding how -
We grow apart.
Today madly in love,
Tomorrow, a heart torn!
The passion is soon gone
Now with differences - profound,
The bond is dead
And morales are down.
Life is a trap -
Where love is a game,
With players insane!
Is it worth all that pain?
How people mourn!
Curse the moment they were born
Dialogues filled with scorn
Soon those days are, too, gone!
Only man can wound
While making choices in love
Weigh and disgrace -
The life, to which they may get bound!
Love comes to those
Who would wait - I have heard!
Though absurd, may I say?
It did come to me, again!
As I am all game,
For another round to play
I can only pray -
That this time, it stays!
I never knew u can write like that. Usually I cant stand the so called modern poetry. But I love the way u r so honest about what u feel and not ashamed of urself or ur deeds. That kind of strenght is hard to come by.
ReplyDeleteMay ur spirit always soar like the wild winds, And ur words flow like water falls,
Crashing over rocks, never minding the World,
Free, unappologetic,unfettered...
There. Let that be my prayer for u, my beautiful friend...
Gitanjali
Tht was so thoughtful of u Gitanjali! Comments like those, make me feel I can infact write! Thnk u very much for readin n takin time to post. Love u gurl!
ReplyDeleteWow-wonderful-amazing-honest-touching... words dipped in love(ly) spirit.
ReplyDeleteAmit
Thank you Amit - for the comment and for following. :)
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