Drowning Deep- 2

Drowning Deep- 2

A Poem by Gaurav Walia

The second part of the poem with more intensity and a challenge to move on.


Laughing at myself in the mirror,

With a knife to my throat I’d gently slither…


You see what I don’t,

You do what I won’t,

That heavy breathing,

Will certainly always haunt…


I am drowning deep in the shallows,

The rising humor of the gallows,

My heart is screaming and so is yours,

You were wrong and so was I,

Now it is too hard to say goodbye!


Begging you from my knees,

Leaving you with the keys,

To my heart and to my soul,

You’ve always been my broken piece…


The puzzle of my life,

I am never getting it right,

As though it lies downstream,

I am sitting really tight…



I see a future that you fail to see,

I feel the warmth that you forget to feel,

My eyes are heavy but sleepless I have been,

Thinking of you- is my only sin!


I know you notice my drooping head,

And my eyes,

I am cheesed off,

Tired of telling what I feel,

Tired of your yelling,

From your stupid love someday I’ll heal…  

© 2015 Gaurav Walia

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Even better than before...It's heartbreaking and somewhere or the other its relatable! Haven't we all gone through this atleast once in our lives! Thanks for sharing!

Posted 6 Years Ago

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Gaurav Walia

6 Years Ago

Thank you, Futterby Ash...
It unfolds as would a spring flower. It gives us no warning so contemplation is an after thought...we cannot keep pace with it..only react to it.....such is life.
Enjoyed your write.

Posted 6 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Gaurav Walia

6 Years Ago

Thanks a ton, Scott. I appreciate it.

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2 Reviews
Added on January 4, 2015
Last Updated on January 4, 2015
Tags: drowning deep, drowning, love poem, drowning deep part 2


Gaurav Walia
Gaurav Walia

Delhi, India

I might be just another guy putting his thoughts on a page but not mincing my words, I only tell the unvarnished truth, gulping down the fear, I dive into the expanse of love, hatred, fantasy, blood, .. more..


A Poem by Gaurav Walia


A Poem by Gaurav Walia