I need to know, under this cloud,
Is it only sadness, that exists in pain?
Can't the grieving deceive themselves,
Mistake their own tears for rain?
I need to know, next to this shore,
Is a sailor, not a sailor away from the docks?
Can't a romantic write of roses and hearts,
Staring at the darkness of the midnight clocks?
I need to know, next to the pyre,
Is a lesson, not a lesson, if you don't learn?
Is a flame, not a flame,
If it's kiss, doesn't burn?
I need to know, from this river,
Is something not true, always a lie?
Would you still call water, water,
Even if it's touch leaves you dry?
I need to know, from the looking glass
Is being not dead, a sign of life?
Would you still be a poet,
If you dropped your pen, and embraced a knife?
Friday, August 8, 2008
FOR THE ONES WHO KNOW !!!
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confused and composed
I know you are not good for me...But it's worse without you...even when I don't want you...I end up needing you...you are my favouri...
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There is a sadness that sleeps within me, It wakes up only to feed, It says it will eat me alive; A few years down the line. I wash the ...
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Won't you save me from myself Will you just let me die within Suffocation in each breath I take Eternal bliss is all I crave Won't y...
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I need to know, under this cloud, Is it only sadness, that exists in pain? Can't the grieving deceive themselves, Mistake their own tear...
typical .........ur trademark kind of poems.......keep going.....all of these are beautiful
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