Lost World

Lost World

A Poem by MYSELF
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A STAND of a person in conflict between two most loved people of his life and finding himself helpless to help them and the pain he experiences...LIFE STANDING GRIMACED ..

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As I traveled more

Life begins to get smoother

Despite of the hurdles

It turned to be adventure

Thought the rocks crossed

Would not invade the future

But still the heart closes

On the same crossed danger

 

The fights won over the time

Are striving back again

The battles fought becoming history

Are repeating here and then

The love I profound with time

Exaggerates d feeling beneath

Yet the soaring of d heart is there

And again d missing beats

 

Stability and satisfaction are getting harder to get

All I m getting now is hate n regret

For me to be true

Am never a brain

For all I lost mite never regain

I stand as a wall

Between my sun n moon

Yet hard to behold

I have lost a boon

What else could I say?

Lost d world 2 me

4 I mite have lost d 1

Who was world 2 me...

© 2011 MYSELF


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The introduction made the whole poem interesting...Very well expressed with a deep emotion...Nice poem... :)))

Posted 12 Years Ago


I didn't enjoy this trip into the gutter language of d and 2 etc etc,

Never the less your thoughts came through, and so was worthwhile, :0)

Posted 12 Years Ago


The conflict really comes through when I read, and I love your slang as well, very nice indeed :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


nice the emotions was great :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


Your emotions were beautifully expressed. Wonderful write.
♥ Ta'Shandra

Posted 12 Years Ago


i hate the colour,
and you might want to work on your grammer or english
but further the emotions were perfectly clear

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on August 16, 2011
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MYSELF
MYSELF

Jaipur, Jaipur, India



About
When it comes to telling about myself, m always in a state of dilemma. I am often confused by the different sets of people who have judged me differently and have developed versatile kind of thinking.. more..

Writing
Wrong side Wrong side

A Poem by MYSELF