The blue covers my blues
i do meet a certain end
however i wish, all i amuse
i do know where to bend
with beaches only i wish to elope
the volcanoes surely do i cope
I get in return are isotopes
for all i encompass i m still alone
for a companion i remain a stranger
I am the mood, mode and mean
I am the only one around, I am the fear
a nightmare i am after an enchanting dream
from nowhere i come, nowhere do i go
from streams, rivers, seas and sewer
to land, island, sands sans embargo
still no one calls me dear
the dawn draws, the dusk lurks,
didn't do anything to make that work,
moonlit tides are nice and benign
here too come tsunami like evil design
emptiness i show with a buoyant face
the fish roam around in their only place
treacheries planned in me every now n then
for all the depth, counted in shallow men
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3 comments:
speechless.... there is so much pain but hidden in the depth of words......
ldke tu likhta rha kr..... may ur this skill of penning down emotions flourish. May god bless u
likha to achchhhaa hi hai as usual......bt bhai samajh me kuchh zyada mujhe nahi aya...
aah the pain... the sorrow.... why anshul, who is the reason for the pain that you are ventilating through your poem.. but well written. just dont become a surly drunk, as many of the poets do become... LOL!
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