everybody goes thru a phase bitten by the poetry considering oneself a Keats in the making...even i had written poetry years back...but the my own composition disgusted me so much that i never made a second attempt...alas the resolution was not very strong...yesterday in a weird mood i wrote another poem....
here is my lame attempt at poetry....
i know your little secret
in those furtive eyes and hesitant smile
and your cheeks going all claret
hiding it has now become futile
it is a candlestine love story
a love lost of untold pain
it is the morning glory
a tale of unpleasant gain
you smile and cry
you celebrate and grieve
you are inert and wry
you quetion and believe
a clash of self and alter ego
a continous battle of you and me
a process of holding back and letting go
a mirror of tragedy and parody
7 comments:
gosh!u should be disgusted with such vague poetry!truly incoherent
oh my god sho! u write pretty good poetry!
Quite lame gurl!
I don't understand man...
waah kya poetry hai! waah kya poetry hai! Sho .... i think you are gifted and its time you realise that :) :) :) :) :) :)
well atleast u can rhyme now! not bad...keep at it....
lakshmi
im impressed...for a beginner its not that bad
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