Unspoken hurt
The past dirt
Accusing eyes
Those silly white lies
What could have been?
What cant be seen
Wasted moments
Tension torments
Splitting headache
Verge of heartbreak
Bathroom tears
Reeks in fear
Sleepless nights
Telephone fights
Bottled emotions
Shallow notions
There s no more to know
You’re ready to let go
Memories stay
For miracles you pray
Final glance
Just one more chance?
What is meant to be?
Is not me, you but we
The decided fate
Love conquers hate!
Situations when one wants to give it all up and exhale, and once exhaled....wants the madness back.
4 comments:
Manasi,
Have been thru couple of your poems and though endowed with a natural sense of melancholy, they are pithy and seem to spring from a deep-rooted passionate self. Will return and read more. I do write some poetry too, but the simplicity and accessibility of your verse, which is a strength to your poetry, is not something i possess.
And I like your small little epilogues to each one, too. Particularly liked this one...
it's funny just how those couple of lines captured everything one(read: me ) feels.. when one finally decides to let go and give it all up and away, one second into the liberated self, and one wants it all back ..maybe only to feel this way again..or maybe not..!!
thanks schmetterling for visiting
thanks schmetterling for visiting
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