when the bucket will fill, the water will overflow...

my life is like a bucket

it holds the water of tolerance

it was a magical pot to me

how much people pour into it 

it would never get full

but that magic of the pot got snatched away

now it cant hold anything

the water has come to its brim 

it cant do nothing except

overflowing

earlier so memories with the tears evaporate

but some remain like ocean

water is overflowing now

in the form of tears

i just want to cry

until my eyes gets dry

for all the bad memories 

that was caged inside me

i want to shout and cry

until my eyes gets dry

remove the burden from me 

and make me feel light

show the light of hope 

and make me walk towards right

but right now

let me cry until me eyes get dry

Author's Note

:)

Reviews

[Mirra]

Like the imagery, well penned!

[Happy hours]

it's like my story...nice writing

[vaishnavi]

thanks for reading btw which is that story ?

[Emily]

I love this one! It's one of my favorites!

[vaishnavi]

glad it is your fav thanks for reading
^_^

[Ranger Kessel]

love the metaphor. great job writing this !:)

[vaishnavi]

thanks for this review i appreciate it :)

[deepika]

beautiful poem, gives a visual feel while reading it. excellent job. loved the last four lines, gave me that "wow" feel...

[vaishnavi]

glad that you liked it :)

[Vidya Bacchus]

Most excellent poetry Vaish :)

[vaishnavi]

thank you :)

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are welcome Vaish :)

[Eve Ola]

its beautiful in very impressive way.everyone can relate too.welldone

[vaishnavi]

thanks a lot :)

[Avinash]

Your poem is true to your emotions but I don't like to glorify a situation where people have to constantly suffer without their mistakes.
Face your fears, fight them. Never do anything which you don't like or else you would start disliking yourself.
Be braver, be stronger and its a sin to be weak as your soul will take revenge on you if you go against it.

[vaishnavi]

very true words spoken i really appreciate your review thanks for motivating me