Want to float like a smoke
Oh... that feeling of weightlessness..
The deafening sound of silence
and blinding of darkenss..
Falling of the cascade
but where is the splash..
can't feel the syringe
Piercing into my flesh..
The shadows that follow you
From the moment you are born..
Now they hold you in their arms
Like a baby in a pram..
For all this years
Your indifference towards your soul..
Oh you'll be sorry
Coz it was always your call..
Oh... that feeling of weightlessness..
The deafening sound of silence
and blinding of darkenss..
Falling of the cascade
but where is the splash..
can't feel the syringe
Piercing into my flesh..
The shadows that follow you
From the moment you are born..
Now they hold you in their arms
Like a baby in a pram..
For all this years
Your indifference towards your soul..
Oh you'll be sorry
Coz it was always your call..
3 comments:
wow this was fantastic poem :-) very well written... the way u described the death was awesome...
watch your thoughts, for they become words.
watch your words, for they become actions.
watch your actions, for they become habit.
watch your habits, for they become character.
watch your character, for it becomes your destiny.
you're a great writer. make an effort to make it a habit...
Thanks Savi and Ins!!
@Ins You are right..
And I need to make Posting a habit too ;)
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