A voice from the past..
Is knocking you…..
We were yesteryears pals…
Anguish followed by silence
Has become the backdrop
I’m torn apart
I died… the moment i realised
you deceived me...with your delusion
I cried and wailed…when I
Encountered your pretensions and illusions..
Oh!My dear pal…
Why you broke me with your masks?
I'm bruised with your thoughts and veil…
Let us turn back the clock for a while...
I learned about your inside out...
I felt,thot and spoke high of you..
To my beloved ones...
Melancholy ensued you..
You scurried and rushed to me..
Stretching out my hand...
I said..
'My dear friend...
Wake up!Never let down
your hopes
No matter where you go..
Whichever path you walk
I'm there ...
To take you towards..sunshine.."
Darkness hovered over my head…
With heart filled hopes...
I looked around...
But u were nowhere near...
Without a pause..you flew away
I lost my past..
I'am losing my present...
Yet i live with an undettered faith ..
Sooner..you will empathize
this scrawler's scribble
And liven up my coming days...
For friends are angels..
You are the one and only comrade..
Who can add colour to my life….
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quite painful one.... emotionally packed...every word speaks for itself....
hope.... allows us to lead further the path....
time... washes away or smothens the pricky memories.....
i saw the same situation in every parent too.... thats hows life ??!!
I do hope this friend will come back to u sometime in the future..with all masks and pretensions teared off.. and u will again extend ur hand...!
language wise.. i think this is the best..that u till now wrote.. the words come spontaneously......! But one problem... its not sturctured well.. i mean.. the first stanza is too long.. and the second one is too short.. i think you shud stick to the old school of four-line stanazas or the likes..! thats will structure the poem to perfection.. !
life dont run in structured system..
and then why the poem must.. i wonder....;)
Thanks for the comment..while penning this soul touching song...i forgot the structure.
well.. the comment that i expected from scrawler..karmanna came up with..! actually.. karmanna.. thats exactly the point.. Life doesn't run on a structured system coz.. there is someone manipulating every move.. every moment.. thats why it seems unstructured to us..! but here.. talking about a verse or a prose.. the writer has the creativity to make it structured....! ya.. but.. now that scrawler has said as to why it is not structed.. the whole thing is now seems proper..!
Prasanth..your comment on 'someone manipulating" reminds of an old tamil song..'ninaippathellam Nadanthu vittal...deivam ethum illai"
we create our own destiny..isn't it??so why blame on someone else..for the sins we are committing...or for the unstructured system???
:-D
seems we are deviating from the main topic
yes.. the topic deviated...!!!
scrawler.. i strongly feel thats how life is all about.....
no friend can stay away for more time...
destiny is certainly not in our hand...
ya...no one can stay away for long..but what if the friend wish to forget my voice??
be strong!! be yourself!!
let destiny decide !!!
touching it is! gifted me with some memories which i fought hard to forget! if a friend have deceived u, u cud withstand all earthly pains! ive gone through it all.. the first time i cried for myself.
peace..
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