I wonder all the time,
What will u do if I die?
Would you cry? Or would you be glad?
If I call you when you're about to fall asleep
'just to talk' would you say 'I have to go'?
If I text you saying I need you and you're
out having fun would you be there for me?
If I cut on myself because I dont want to
live any longer would you think I'm
crazy and would you stop talking to me?
Do princess deserve this or something more??
I am so far from being okay.
It’s really hard to be strong
"Maybe you should just give up the fight."
I am sad.
I feel mad.
My heart is full of woe.
There is nowhere safe I can go,
except into the darkest hole,
Do you really care?
Life would be bearable if it wasn't for you....
Do you really care? Life would be bearable if it wasn't for you....
ReplyDeleteultimate...killer....take a bow...standing ovation for you boss.
Teh poem is marvelous!!!
Thanks :)
ReplyDeleteKya baat Hein ! Shukriya share karne ke liye
ReplyDeletebeautiful
ReplyDeletetouching
and the most honest.
Love it a lot
Do you live for yourself?
ReplyDeleteor your life is at stake for someone's enjoyment?
just a question!
@ RG "we all live for ourselves...now dont we?? You believe and feel that you are heading towards the right direction and and that all what you care for is yourself. That ebing said, to your dis-belief you come face to face with a deadend...and puff!! there it is!!!You realize that no matter how hard you try, If you've loved someone so very much....I repeat SO VERY MUCH , it doesn't really matter if its for your own good or for the person you LOVE....you'll do all what it takes to see the person you LOVE, 'happy'..and for that matter of fact even if its your life that you've kept on stake for "someone's enjoyment" as you said!!
ReplyDeletethid is what is poetry about it aint the words nor the grammer,its the expression the feel,the soothe,the pain, life takes a lot to gift such creativity i hope you keep up the good work. . . . Ur heart should be a burning hearth it is from there the blazing pen wud write . . . . . .
ReplyDeletethis is what is poetry about it aint the words nor the grammer,its the expression the feel,the soothe,the pain, life takes a lot to gift such creativity i hope you keep up the good work. . . . Ur heart should be a burning hearth it is from there the blazing pen wud write . . . . . .the agony explained in words. . . . I luved it.
ReplyDelete@divz... thanks dude.. :)
ReplyDeletethat, was so ruefully sweet. :)
ReplyDelete@Raj... indeed i am :P
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