A Poem by hardeep sabharwal


To begin does not mean,
That things will come to an end,
And half done things are like unrecognizable companions,
As in vacuum words are left unheard,
Every house has some hearts and in hearts
A few things are kept in cages,
Sometimes cages and homes became synonymous,
The security and restlessness, the flight and sinking,
Are all same,
Communications are often good when are done share heart,
But some talks are not like talks anymore,
Half said and half heard,
Life might seem musical, but
The music of life is broken,
Life is undone,
An unrecognizable companion.

© 2016 hardeep sabharwal

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Good work, could connect with the sentiments expressed in your poem.

Posted 1 Year Ago

This has some English syntax translation issues, but is a good poem otherwise, and expressive sentimental poem. Nice work.

Posted 1 Year Ago

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Added on November 11, 2016
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hardeep sabharwal
hardeep sabharwal

patiala , punjab , India

Hardeep Sabharwal describes himself as person of few words. He is one of millions of middle class Indians who do not have any ideology; they only want to live a peaceful life. The thing that hurts him.. more..