I hear the birds singing,
But, my heart does not sing along ,
I see the sun shine ,
But the day has, already gone too long.
I dread the evening as it comes,
Because it brings nothing but cold ,
Sitting in this empty space,
I have none but myself to hold.
I wish, I could be there
where ever love resides,
And not have to fret about
Anything, you and me besides
Alas, peace is not meant to be
for Social Norms, a lot prevent
Only thing that remains now, love
I wish everything around was different!
16 comments:
Tell me not in mournful numbers that life is but an empty dream
Truth, and meaningful!
V/G
Sameer
Life is not an empty dream...only some dreams seem a tad bit so
Victor
Thanks :)
wow! :)
I am more than impressed :O
And I am so late to make a visit here :D
Keep writing ;)
TeNy
Thanks Rajeev...so sweet :)...lol
Tenny!
Wow I am so thrilled you are here!
Cheers boy!
You made me remember a long forgotten song called
Tragedy by Bee Gees.
When the feelings gone you cant go on its tragedy.
Love resides in the heart, dont ever make it empty, even if you have love of flowers. It is your own love, use it, shower it, increase it. The warmth will permeate into the whole being, you being capable of LOVE is more important than others loving you.
Sad lecturing bad misba. Sorry
A poet too :-) And a pretty good one at that -- keep it coming!
Its a nice poem - has a lot of emptiness n pain. But, I think you should try looking at the other side of NY :)
Dont you think its time for you to write about more beautiful things in life around you - like your beautiful eyes :)
Misba,
and coz of u I remembered a wonderful old song :)
THanks
Hey Sandil,
GOod to see u Here!
Maverick...
Thanks for the compliment...ur comment tells me there is a poet in waiting!
Write some
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