Poetry
Secluded
(This poem was written by a friend who wanted me to share it)
The thorns of seclusion are hurting my soul,
I feel myself as an ever burning coal,
A happy phase is there to satisy my thirst,
One glimpse is seen and in another moment, it bursts
Can you believe, someone can be that much alone,
To be neglected as in a way a stone is thrown,
Treated like a scrap that can never be used,
For having ignorant attitude; everyone has an excuse,
While I sit down in solitude, I purify my face,
With the twinkling beads in my eyes that my heart proudly trace.
His
As I took my last breath,
And through absolution,
Wished to let myself off pain,
His vision was the only thing that appeared,
It was then I told him, that I loved him,
But somewhere along the way,
The scars got too deep and his efforts paid off,
Because, I stopped
Sing upon a metal song!!
I am tired of this rein
I want to do away with these chains
Run as fast as I can to the other side of the world
My thoughts are constrained
I am not free to be who I am
You say this is my last chance? But I will not change
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You judge me all on my appearances
But inside I am still the same
You say I am naïve, I don’t understand
Even though I tell you it doesn’t mean the same
You think I have broken the unsaid rule
Gone over to the dark side, yielded to its rule
You say this is my last chance? But I will not change
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I will hold my ground even if it means I perish
I will take all the insults they hurl at me
Because this is me, I own up to it all
Don’t warn me, let me take this walk
So what if I walk another hall of shame,
To me I will still stand tall and proud
You say this is my last chance? But I will not change
Amelia
Her eyes are crystal clear
But there is an unknown fear in them,
Her words are deep and beautiful
But there is an unknown terror in them
A tremble in her voice shows
She is facing uncountable foes
She lacks the confidence everyone has
She looks quiet depressed n sad
She smiles but her eyes cry
She has an agony in them but is shy
She never tells what her heart behold
But when I ask she turns quiet cold
Her smile vanishes, she stare at me
And then ran fast past me.
I want to say oh dear stranger
Don’t you know about your secret anger?
Your face is your emotion’s index
And it never is quiet relax
Why don’t you make me your ally?
Why don’t on me do you rely?
But never did she listen to me
Oh my! Why did she did that to me
I waited days, months and years
But never did I hear
Again that beautiful soothing voice
Those beady eyes which seem so nice
I wanted to give her special care
And wanted to end her tears
Before they fell in despair
I wanted to end them, then and there
But never again I saw those eyes
Those beady eyes which seem so nice
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