scorn/frustration
How can I bid goodbye ?
You keep saying that it’s the fact, But it is so hard to believe That whatever happened is just past, And that you have to leave. My heart, how can I say to it That there is no point to grieve. When all I could see is you, In everyone who passes by, With everything [...]
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Am I free?
As a child, I always used to pity each and every tree that I pass by. Reason- it cannot move, it stays at the same place for years together, braving scorchiest of summers, coldest of winters and fiercest of storms, but alas it just cant move and last but not least its not free. Its [...]
| When truth becomes a dream….
I know, I cannot forgetBut still I loved; now I regretWhen the wounds refuse to healAnd my heart refuses to feelDeath says sorry to ignore meAnd time refuses to help mePeople laugh at me as if I were a clownAh! What do they know? I am about to break-down. I go to bed, I want [...]
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