Life Like A Drain
Life as you call it, drain it is
Bright as u wish to see it, dark it is.
Sinking, sinking and sinking down
It drills and drains me all the time
Don’t know why it haunts me all the time.
Had started with hope of something beautiful will happen
But dooming it is, down the line with full of mayhem.In center I am, of a dense maelstrom
Fighting I was till now, all my way since inception
Some are my own people and others any ways are always in urgency.
Pain of the arrows is eating me, tearing apart my flesh
She thinks of leaving me and my residual flesh stands up to give the way
Am I at fault or this damn world is not fit for me
Not able to resolve this only riddle…help me..help me...
----Sheetal Bhat----2nd Oct 08----
hey sheetal..i felt u expressed the feelings of a man who is going through a tough phase...and u succeeded quite well..looking forward to c exactly opposite theme work from u again ..keep writing ..
ReplyDeleteLife as you call it, drain it is
ReplyDeleteSometimes in the passion of love, hatred and anguish ,people forget to use their brain and shatter themselves and others as grains ;-)
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Nice writeup sheetal .. I can feel the agony of separation from your love in the poem ;-) ;-) ;-). In life you either need inspiration or desperation and seems like you have amalgamated the both in his poem. Awesome dude ..
Our soul is a misfit for the world as it is...
ReplyDeleteGreat poem!
@ Tarun, Aditya, Nivi...........
ReplyDeletethanks for the comments....