Will you bring me back? Will you,When I am on the verge of leaving this world? Sorrow doesn’t grieve me anymore; All my happiness-I have already sold. I have exercised an unidentified, reluctant approval, Accepting all that the world has wrought To me and my folk. You have made me fall, A thousand times in all. I don’t desire for freedom anymore, I have already submitted to that reluctant approval. I have submitted to you, to the core. I am now devoid of my own identity.
Will you give me back my long lost Recognition? What, don’t you recognize me anymore? You’re selfish. Yes, you are! My worth is lost, forever. It is you who have taken away the vitality of my life; But I cannot protest. My words are lost…Oh, are you laughing in jest? Now, I am on the verge of leaving this world, You won’t bring me back, will you?
I am student and my passions are ever directed towards the literary front. I love rhymes and do not love them,too! I want people to derive joy from all kinds of rhymes as well as free verse... hence, I write in both... Hope you'll enjoy these pieces of absurdities!
I had a dream last night. It was very concise but interesting. Rather revelatory, but not prophetic in the usual way. There was a class with a facilitator encouraging input based on a lesson plan provided to the class. I,
Voltage charges power lines’ high wires All honest men die liers Her electric current runs tight by pliers My fires burn, they breathe, ash, and smoke Held so tightly I couldn’t help it my hand broke Shattered into a million
Riding slowly among the misty clouds The endless curves of mighty hills But i wonder it’s not fascinating me anymore Why i curtailed my world in you? Deep down there lays beautiful valleys Defining life beyond explanation But my soul