5.07.2005

Some days are like these.

Some days are like these...
Making sense that makes no sense.
Tired now..waiting to let go
Almost on the brink,so much pretence.
Its sinking in,what i dont want to feel
closing my eyes,to shut out whats real.
gasping for breath,to keep the pace
am running alone,losing the race.
taken too much in...am choking now
Time spent in vain,am breaking now.
Some days are like these, pain and despair.
crushed like a flower..beyond repair.
Pain is over,numbed to the core.
cant believe,i was normal before.
past killed the present,no future seen
wondering to myself..where have i been??
some days are like these...facts in your face
lost out to myself, desolation and disgrace.

8 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

nice poem again!there is pain in this poem,or is it that poems are meant to be painful?

11:11 PM

 
Blogger aravinda said...

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7:08 PM

 
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10:44 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Some people need to be left alone.....but before being left alone,they should also try n communicate . Check your box

6:29 PM

 
Blogger aravinda said...

anonymous..u make no sense

12:03 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

the guy means to say that u need to check ur mailbox or inbox...perhaps he has send something for you.

8:05 PM

 
Blogger aravinda said...

someone honestly told me that this is one hell of a depressing poem.I read it today and trashed it.Noone is allowed to be so depressed!!

10:15 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sounds like an adolescent's longing for meaning in life.

9:43 AM

 

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