The time has come to say goodbye, To another teachful year of my life. Ending are not always happy and so is my, Expected a lot of happiness but received only grief. They say the ones who live strong are the ones that live long, What about those who are buried under the burden of the mob? Many like me express their view in a dance, comedy or song, Because it is what helps them express the reason for their sob. Thinking of the times when I used to be Jolly, To today where I am a big fat arrogant arse. To the time when I used to sing happy songs and dance like a rolly, To today where I'm lost treasure very very sparse. Sometimes I think why am I wasting my talent, For I was born to rule and Yes I shall do. So once again I took some courage on rent, Picked my pen and wrote this Year like a woo. I think that there is an Emperor inside of all, Resting in its cist waiting to be called. The key is nothing but your souls call, To stop wasting talent and break yo...
Sitting on the terrace of my house,
Mind full of ideas, body like a louse.
I gazed at the stars and they winked at me,
Mocking me they said,"You are nothing more than a tree !"
Always helping others no matter what,
Getting hatred in return and brutally being cut.
Thinking about myself, my eyes filled with tears,
What to say of others , I was being cut by my dears.
The ones whom I loved and whom I depended upon,
Were the ones who caused me harm and in my worries gave me a fong.
They said I was one in a million and had a great heart,
May be because I always smiled and let my heart be a dart.
Most of my fellows called me a cow dung cake,
Little did they know it was all because of a heart break.
The impact was huge and it made me completely quiet,
My feelings rushed throw my words and in no time I was a poet.
Completely broken and lost, I took a pen and a page from a file,
And learnt to deal heartbreak with my little annoying smile.
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