I saw myself playing with the mud
That lay in front of my homeI built a castle with it,
only to find it as mud again.
I went to learn with my best of pals
Played with them in the hot summer noons
I found myself drenching in rain
with those best pals having left me in pain
My dearest dad told me stories
Of the prince and princess, of the mouse and the cat
He gave me life and there I was
looking at him hoping he would come back
Together WE spoke at length from heart
shared each moment of life with warmth
I found myself in pitch dark
Without him around, I went blank
Here I am in this world of dark
In the world of memories so vast
I open my cupboard to find that
These have transformed into skeletons of my past
2 comments:
I would shout "BRILLIANT"... beautiful.
it is one of the most realistic poems i have read so far.I dont know why I like such poems, though it is painful, I feel it is realistic and not all the happy day, sunshine and river flowing :)
Thanks Guru :)
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