May 13, 2009

Mockery of My Life

The silent prayer
The painful tears
Life’s essence long I have lost
Innocence mutilated
Conscience buried
Despise for my soul
All along I have just dug empty holes
Ashamed shadow
Rootless history
Sulking, hating
Even on the doors of hell I am left waiting
His ruthless attempts
Me shouting and moaning
Deaf ears is all I get from him
No more fight is left in me
I bow in to his victory
What was left mine?
Just a life that was gracefully turned into a mockery.

9 comments:

  1. very poignant,..nice poem...very well written...
    loved the line "even on the gates of hell im kept waiting..."

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  2. Ouch.. must be painful this life of yours..

    Good work though!

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  3. Hey Swets,
    Utterly painful.. Could feel the crushed soul... Reality or fiction??

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  4. @karmasura
    thats true...but its life n u have to live it...

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  5. @zendagi migzara

    thanks fr this....as for reality or fiction i dnt think it matters...cuz emetion are all vat v all thrive on...

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  6. Such a painful poem dear!!

    As you said, reality or fiction does not matter!! Emotions is the basis!!

    Cheers

    *PEACE*

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  7. I felt the line--Just a life that was gracefully turned into a mockery--is utterly hopeless...brings out the pain just so candidly..liked it a lot:)

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