an eternal sorrow,
an eternal pain,
cluded by self doubt,
lost;
wandering in the mist laden woods.
dense white mist everywhere,
the cold,the pain
the silence.
want to escape;but how?
when the mist clears,
when the silence dies,
when i am found dead,
in the woods remember me!
remember me!
lay a flower on my tomb;for
i thought of thy on death,
i thought of thy on death,
i thought of thy on death.
Very imaginative thoughts, indeed. Reflects a lot on what is going inside blogger's mind : the inner unrest, nostalgia, fear of unknown, and yet there's a glimmer of hope amongst darkness.Thanks for supporting my blog. Keep writing.
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ReplyDeletethat itself is what i wanted to say.your poem is very imaginative and
colorful."all that begins well ends well " this is very true in your blog.myself as a poet i say that your poems are very thoughtful and far beautiful than mine.
keep on writing your imaginations............
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Nice, real nice!
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ReplyDelete"for i thought of thy on death/ i thought of thy on death/ i thought of thy on death."
Reminded me of Kurtz from Heart of Darkness who died saying, "Oh Horror!" and his beloved was told that he died thinking of her.
BTW i think you meant "for i thought of thee on death/ i thought of thee on death/ i thought of thee on death.
hahahahahaah lol!!! that was so funny!!!!
ReplyDeletewell yeah i guess i have made that mistake!!! thanks man:) i was jus reading ur posts... the hair thing was hilarious :)
its lyk an uncoiled brain.u r imerging out of urs coilin in da brain...its just superb!!!!!
ReplyDeletethank you swagatika :)
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