Lonely verses and aloof words
Unarranged emotions.
Blank and blatant
Remains the residue of life!
Thought faces the dead-end
And mind becomes numb.
We sit being at odds
With our own alter-self!
Perception of the wrong
Becomes cloudy and equivocal
When we leave ourselves
Amidst the long dark way
Just a little behind
From where we can see the dawn!
A little more could we walk
A little more could we hope.
Devil inside dragging us behind,
A little more could we fight!
7 comments:
nice poem....
may b flawless.
bt theres only 1 thin i need 2 know.
how do u say that its the DEVIL inside pullin u back?? it may very well be the GOD inside u......???
Unarranged emotions?...hmmmm. Thats something I can relate to.
that's the spirit. :)
secretly wistful
lovelypoem. but i guess its not the devil or god who pull us back. its we oursleves who sometimes need to take time off
keep writing
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ciao
chris
www.crissdude.blogspot.com
heyy.. i luvd the poem.. the whole thought.. 'alter-self'.. excellent yaar..
our alter-self can be our best friend, and our worst enemy.. so one is many-a-times at odds end with it.. as u said.. beautiful
Really Nice :)
And yea Different too...Unlike people who lose the motive of the poem trying to rhyme words :P
Cheers!
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