Saturday, September 12, 2009

Broken words

At times I look back and completely regret,
the pain I took, the pain I gave.

At times I look back and completely rejoice,
the promises I took, the decisions I made.

He was the strength, he made me move on
the guilt I had, the justifications I made.

I was born with the result in my mind,
though whatever I did, I never mined.

I enjoyed the memories of being a restricted kid
I hated too must trust & freedom imposed.

The dreams once saw, were never seen again,
The unexpected made me follow and bargain.
Was I wrong?
Frankly, I don’t know….

I followed the heart, which took me to this depth
I want to grow, but with the same pace.
I want to learn, but with the same mistakes,

The carry forward nature of your deeds,
makes me reserve my needs.

The call for lined up questions,
and those situationistic answers

Leading to a dead end
and may be a marginal equation.


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4 comments:

ArtyShils said...

awesome absolutely.... right 4rm d letters we shared as kids till dis blog.... uve grown wid ur writing tremendously.... u always make me wish if i could too write like dat :)

Geetanjali said...

Thanx Darling :-)

Naveen said...

classic piece of writin...luved it :-)

The Retardo Man said...

Nice write-up I must say. Definitely not amateurish although I personally suck when it comes to poems.