Was alone and was in sickness
With nobody to accompany in the darkness
Meandering in unending forest
Not availing a moment’s rest
Wondering in search for the way out
That proved to be the toughest bout
Due to my own selection
Was estranged from love and affection
This was making me mad
Thought should better be dead
Tears drizzled from the eye
Only walls to hear that cry
Nobody to console in clouded dawn
This May be my first uneasy yawn
Had to be engulfed by darkness
That unending agony and bitterness
Was indispensable for transformation
Would lead to a new formation
With this only ray of hope
Started climbing on a steep slope
Tumbling several times along the way
Now not fearing to fall in the bay
Continued my formative stint
Searching for sparkling glint
A glint to illuminate my soul
Thus completing me and filling the hole
God knows where the life takes the next turn
But there should be at least something to learn
Now in the hope of this positive
I complete my this narrative
Saturday, January 24, 2009
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u r amazing yar.....this poem show all ur pain ....its toooo nice......ab itna sad mat hua kar ....i wanna see u always be happy not like this.....u can share anything to me if u want ...ok poem is soooooooooooo good
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