Tuesday, 22 September 2009

Where

There was a time
When I would look at the sky
And thank god for the serenity he bestowed
Now all I see is dreadful loneliness
Creeping within me
And swallowing my happiness
Past is nothing but a pile of doomed hopes,
The dust of surrendered dreams silenced forever
Insecurity etching its story
In the stoned pages of hatred filled days
My aura has lost the glory
Now I can only give back pain
Sarcasm has become my expression
Loathing the world my honest duty
In all the ways life forced on me
Where is the chastity of my innocence lost?

2 comments:

  1. Very good poem, extremely well written.


    Yvonne.

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  2. Thanks Yvonne..ur comments r very encouraging :)

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