Tears And Tear.
This boat on which she sailedfor what seemed like a night
turned into any other day
she trembled,she cried,she wailed.
She preferred the dark,
they could see her in the light
she wanted to make a mark
only this boat didn't leave any trace.
She questioned her destiny
left herself on flowing time
she sang for help,she cried for tears
only there weren't any.
posted by Nida @ 3:28 AM
9 Comments:
No Fatty im NOT talking about Emily Rose ! ;o.
hey wow,
beautiful poem!!...
Thx for dropping by my blog
hmm bad day ??
nice. this is an example of how good things can come out of bad situations.
beautifully written .. is the poem by you or someone else?
she SANG for help was an interesting idea ..
Raghav.. hmm little ray of sunshine aren't you :D?
Nabeel-no,i haven't written it :)
and im in love with ' sarcasm ' :)
*She questioned her destiny
left herself on flowing time
she sang for help,she cried for tears
only there weren't any.*
Beautiful words..guess we all relate to this helpless phase at some pt of time in our lives in some form...where we question our destiny and just go with the flow!
too good...keep it up
Good one and a sad one too. Take care. Thanks for sharing :) -ari
hmm .. no new post?
have you ever tried writing a poem urself .. the results might be interesting ..
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