The following poetry was written by me in one of the Advertising lectures in my second year B.com....what makes this poem special is that although i always think of poems in an anti-climax manner...i.e, i think of the last line first and den build up the poem reverse...this is the ONLY poem i have written the other way round..and the words came to me so naturally that i didnt raise the pen even for once...
Disclaimer:i scored 42/50 in my advertising paper tat term :P
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Time wont unwind, time wont heal
This pain will just multipy and loneliness you will feel
It wont finish, it wont end
Till you dont break, till you dont bend.
You chose not to stop, you chose not to hault
You pushed me too far and made it sound like it was all my fault
You thought i was far behind and you have made it to the top
But i wont be far away to watch your ego drop
Every tear I shed, every breath i take
Speaks of the hurt, when every dream i break
And all this pain will make one past
That will haunt you and taunt you till your very last
I still wish i could stop you
I still wish you would wait
But your bad days have started dear one
and now its too late....
Disclaimer:i scored 42/50 in my advertising paper tat term :P
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Time wont unwind, time wont heal
This pain will just multipy and loneliness you will feel
It wont finish, it wont end
Till you dont break, till you dont bend.
You chose not to stop, you chose not to hault
You pushed me too far and made it sound like it was all my fault
You thought i was far behind and you have made it to the top
But i wont be far away to watch your ego drop
Every tear I shed, every breath i take
Speaks of the hurt, when every dream i break
And all this pain will make one past
That will haunt you and taunt you till your very last
I still wish i could stop you
I still wish you would wait
But your bad days have started dear one
and now its too late....
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isnt that the way?...everybody's got their dues in life to pay...
-Aerosmith ( Dream On)
3 comments:
Why do u hurt so and for whom is all this pain,
Drink away fair maiden,
Drink up all this pain,
It shall act as the drug,
The drug that nestles at the nape,
This is the drug that will give thee, the momentum to run the race,
For one day a new sun shall shine,
That shall heat thine veins,
What u shall do with this drug then,is a decision that only thine shall dictate...
nice poem...is all this agony actually there in your life or do you believe in the maxim "happy thoughts dont good poetry make"
kaviyatri!!!!!
Naiice!
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