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.
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.
very poignant,..nice poem...very well written...
ReplyDeleteloved the line "even on the gates of hell im kept waiting..."
Ouch.. must be painful this life of yours..
ReplyDeleteGood work though!
Hey Swets,
ReplyDeleteUtterly painful.. Could feel the crushed soul... Reality or fiction??
@arun kumar
ReplyDeletethanks a lot dear...
@karmasura
ReplyDeletethats true...but its life n u have to live it...
@zendagi migzara
ReplyDeletethanks fr this....as for reality or fiction i dnt think it matters...cuz emetion are all vat v all thrive on...
Such a painful poem dear!!
ReplyDeleteAs you said, reality or fiction does not matter!! Emotions is the basis!!
Cheers
*PEACE*
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:)
ReplyDeletekitna dard hai isme :(
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