Just another day

Just another day

A Poem by Aishwarya Subramanian

Just a flower in the rain

Trampled by tears of the clouds

It stood up in vain


Just the life of a bird

Crushed by an arrow

His cries were never heard


Just a piece of parchment

Crumpled by hands of wrath

The humble tree would never lament


Just a song so beautiful

It was never heard

The tongue was always truthful


Just a hand in the fire

It was never saved

To live was the man’s desire


Just a shoe in the dust

It was never worn

The rich man lost his lust


Just a leaf in the water

It was deposed forever

The gardener would never wonder


Just a gun in the hand

Fired at his heart

His wife performing her daily errand


Just a zebra on a highway

It was never crossed

The wandering deer lost its way


Just a clown in the circus

Fell off his wheel

The dumb child would never discuss


Just a rose in the sun

The petals were burnt

The lovers were having fun.

© 2012 Aishwarya Subramanian

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To me your poem is a screen of a cinema hall.
Stream of events is flowing on the screen and I am getting shocked at the end of each event.

Posted 8 Years Ago

I liked this! The structure was nice and it flowed pretty darn well if you ask me. The wording was just sublime and tone perfect for the piece- it helped keep one reading :D

You've taken pinches from various bits of life and experiences and painted on a canvas with it. The idea was fresh and there are so many different meanings that can be drawn from this- which also expands the relevant audience :D

Good stuff!


Posted 9 Years Ago

Life get crazy. Each day we lose something important and no-one cares. I like the many good examples. We need to hold on to the good things before they are gone. Thank you for the outstanding poetry.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Added on April 16, 2012
Last Updated on April 16, 2012


Aishwarya Subramanian
Aishwarya Subramanian

Melbourne, FL

I like writing. But I can't write very often. I need a lot of inspiration to write again. I am a bit of a perfectionist. I toss away poems that are not good enough in my eyes. Lets101 Quizzes - O.. more..


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