A life thats infinitely trapped A life that instantaneously snapped A life that never has any glee A life that shall never be free.. A life that has no repentance A life whose every second is a death sentence A life that told so many lies A life filled with unheard cries A life thats … Continue reading Life of I..
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The Voodoo Doll of Loneliness
It follows me everywhere, Through the day and night. Its devlish smirks all over the air, Triggering an anxiety and a ghastly fright. It never ceases to overwhelm, It never ceases to stand down. Even the smallest moments of elation, Are ripped apart and yes I begin to drown. Forgive me oh dear … Continue reading The Voodoo Doll of Loneliness
An Allurement..!!
" We ascribe Beauty to that which is simple;which has no superfluous parts;which exactly answers its end;which stands related to all things;which is mean of many extremes "-Ralph Waldo Emerson
In Bits And Pieces
My childhood,
I was pure and I was good.
Played so much,had lots of fun,
Bore some wounds yet never gave a shun.
Then I grew ,
Made some friends and enemies a few.
Lost my innocence,
Evil thoughts made their renaissance.
I knew i turned bad,
Inculcated habits that i never even had.
Every moment I wished I was the same,
But i knew if i was that way,i can never make the life's claim.
Some day,I shall travel in a time machine,
To go back and set myself clean.
For now in bits and pieces,
Are those sweet memories whose recital never ceases..!!
The Veneration
My Pulchritude
Let me take the Pleasure
I thrived the summer,I dared the heat,
Never demanded shelter nor the ripening sweet.
No one to ask for,no one to care,
No one to cheer and no one to share.
I knew that there shall be a time,
when every bird shall sing and every bell shall chime.
O yea,it happened,that day it finally rained,
All the pain and all the stress then drained.
Let me take the pleasure,
Let me rejoice the simple earthly treasure.
However short it may be,
I shall fly my spirits free..!!
Standing Tall..
Wish I Could…
Wish I could express, My pain and my stress. Wish I could explain, The agony and the strain I gave my best to portray my throe, Now that i couldn't I am my only foe. Guess I can shed some tears, To make you understand my foreboding fears. Will I have your hand in mine, Can … Continue reading Wish I Could…