Untitled so far…..


Why is it I am sad about the way I am living my life,

Listening to the dried leaves and an unknown voice.

Why is it I am being lonely?

Why is it I am trying to find my existence?

My emotional expenditure is more than what I spend,

Like I am marooned and falling into solitary confinement.

Why my life’s like that of a sinner

From the day I know my true conscience, I thought I should have died

But then I should have made a good living.

Why to this day I have not found a way out of one

Feel the warmth, caress of someone.

Is life always like that???

To my sheer innocence, I am like a bird with only one wing

I have eyes but still blind

Why don’t I perceive things?

I should have conquered happiness but I am dealing with sorrow

I could have earned some peace

And I would empty my heart, feel the bliss

I would have not written this.

Why sometimes I be over joyous on little things?

Why sometimes I tap my feet to the rhythm of the falling rain?

Why sometimes I drown in the deep melody?

Why sometimes I collect unlimited smiles?

Why sometimes I am clueless about why I am happy?

Why sometimes I laugh till tears fill my eyes?

Why can’t life always be like this!!!


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2 thoughts on “Untitled so far…..

  1. Some things are nearly impossible to express..

    Sad things, loneliness especially..

    But You have expressed everything very well including uncertainty of Life..

    Fantabulous Poem.

    “Read toh sabhi log karte hai..

    Poem to Feel Karni Chahiye..”

    And I felt Your poem in Heart..


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