He came
He looked
I spoke
He mistook
He turned
My heart burned
He went
I stood
I saw him disappear
Yet held my gear
He dint understand
Why did things move out of hand?
I asked him to lemme know
When things are better will he? I don’t know!
....
....
My eyes closed
A silent tear broke
I spoke to silence
I will miss you...
Don’t take me wrong
It is for you...
My friend, mebbe someday I will meet you
When things are better...
Then I won’t let you go...
6 comments:
Beautiful!
Abe tu toh badi writer ho gayi hai!
hehehe thankus re...long time dint put it on the blog bt finally did [:d]
is it a prayer to god?? do forgive my ignorance on matters of poetry :p
Oh Lord!
I pray to thee
To grant me the power to understand poetic language and forms!!
;-)
@ ashish
once a fan of wordsworth goes to him n says....i am one of your biggest fans...bt i have never been able to understand your creations to the core
to wich wordsworth answer's
...if you could unnderstand them to the T then whats the difference between you and me...
i hope you get the point
hmmmmm wat can i say....maybe i understand this...or maybe i understand "why this??"
@paras....
are we ever able to understand the reasons behind what happened with us...
....to be able to understand the big old WHY's of others is a daunting(impossible i cant really use :-)) task....n no we can never understand others completely! and never their actions ;-)
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