She was single but not alone
Few broken pieces and some sores to go
She could have cried some more
But the tears were dry
She knew it all but she always denied
Few broken pieces and some sores to go
She could have cried some more
But the tears were dry
She knew it all but she always denied
Away from home it was a jading walk
She was scared and bitter
And she was lost
Though past was over it kept tagging along
She didnt knew any sense of right or wrong
The lights were out and so were her eyes
The limbs were paining of exercise
The mind was tired and so was her heart
But she knew she had to walk and do her best
As she knew she was now- out of the nest
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How come there are no recent poems..?
Found one more in 2009. I guess you write when you hurt… huh?
Thank you S for your comments. No I don’t write when I am hurt. I write when I feel like and a idea comes to head.
I will be more active now.
More poems (english & hindi) can be found here, http://mindflirting.wordpress.com/category/poetry/
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-md610