Lying on the bed,
As good as dead....
Tears falling on the pillow,
Noone could hear, the sobs were so low...
Everything had finished, including his life..
The blood from his wrist onto the blade...
RED....
The colour of love.....
The colour of death.....
P.S.--One of the poems when I have those mood swings.Plzzzz do not give any negative comments..
7 comments:
"laal twade dil da haal hai,
likhda toh tu vaise bhi kamaal hai,
lagdaye teri zindagi abhi nihaal hai,
.........
par isiliye toh life apni bemisaal hai......"
@suvra--mujhe samajh nahi aaya!!!
actually seems to be a bit conflicting wid the poem's idea...
am just letting u knw,dat if by chance u got a li'l affected by sid's frustoo syndrome,get over it....life is best enjoyed wit it's moments of sorrows interspersed wit flickering moments of happiness...isiliye toh apni life jaisi bhi hai,bemisaal hai...ab iske aage i hope na tera koi sawaal hai?
Brilliant....the poem's awfully good....i love symbolism , especialy when it's about despondency.......as i had repeated buddy.....the poem's great no doubt but the poet's even greater.....& suvra....i m not frastu yaar....it's just that i write best when i write sad......wat to do abt that buddy..........:)
@suvra and sid-- am not affected by any kind of frustoo syndrome.. i said it was a passing phase when my mind got twisted and lost control... waise i can write much more depressing poems than these... in fact hv written but kept it to myself or destroyed their existence...
DEEP DEEP BOW TO YOU !!!!!!!!!!
and i mean it....
had this poem be a little long, emotional fools like me, wud have started crying..... very nice conversion of emotions to words and words to poem..... :)
i louveed it
p.s:@suvra : that ws really funny ;) itna hi samajh main aaya....
@abhi--okay, so i kept it short so that you people don't start crying.... very happy that you liked it.. no need to bow(kamar dard ho jayega) :)
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