How the memories fade...,
but the bench remains the same;
How you try to overcome...,
but the pain remains the same.
How you try to run…,
but the pace remains the same;
How you try to cover…,
But the distance remains the same.
How you try to tell…,
but the story remains the same;
How you try to forget…,
but the song remains the same.
How you try to sleep…,
but the nights remain the same;
How you try to wake up…,
but the dreams remain the same.
How you try to acquaint…,
but the void remains the same;
How you try to let go…,
but the things remain the same.
How you try to cross…,
but the bridge remains the same;
How you try to undo…,
but the deeds remain the same.
How you try to look…,
but the face remains the same;
How you try to be numb…,
but the feelings remain the same.
How you try to meet…,
but the expectations remain the same;
How you try to hide..,
but the exposure remains the same.
How you try to steal…,
but the assets remain the same;
How you try to help…,
but the dispensability remains the same.
How you try to climb…,
but the height remains the same;
How you try to stand…,
but the enemies remain the same.
How you try to build…,
but the ruins remain the same;
How you try to destroy…,
but the number remains the same.
How you try to answer…,
but the questions remain the same;
How you try to surrender…,
but the conflict remains the same.
How you try to survive…,
but the situations don’t change;
How you try to change…,
but even you remain the same.
some of my thoughts, and experiences, and whatever...
Disclaimer and Further Insights:
All the things which get posted here, come from my day to day experiences. Its resemblance to any person living (or dead...mostly dead! Anyway very few really live...) is mostly intentional (If only you can find out that it was meant for you :P).
This blog started out with my ramblings, but somewhere along the way things changed and now I use it only for posting my finished poems (I would like to regard them as poems...even if they're not :P). Someone once told me, "you are in the wrong place, you should be taking photos, and writing poems whom only the retarded can understand". Well, all that just depends on your perspective, isn't it so? Maybe I'm in the wrong place, or maybe this is where I wanted to be ;-).
Monday, July 27, 2009
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Awesome :) I didn't even kno u were into poetry!
ReplyDeletewell, then that makes two of us :P
ReplyDeleten thanku :)