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27 november 2011

25 november 2011, friday ( The Everstanding tree... )

Standing Alone on a desert
The winds SWirl by...
Seasons pass by...
nothin excites me
Just standing still for time
To tell my story
I chose this place
of all the beautiful places of the World
I too had dreamt of a garden
A beautiful garden. filled with Love.
Destiny had something else for me..
I was destined to stand strong...
BUt how long would i bear it..
Things are starting to fade..
Time seems to weaken my girth.
Dont know What I am waiting
I dont even Hope for,
The beautiful garden
which never was mine..
just had borrowed the dream
which seems to be faded
I cant see the Vivid colors,the freshness
the enery of new creations..
unknown some day I would perish
with not a soul to care for
I keeping fighting against all odds..
Everthing that passes me
carries some part of me..
With Time breathing will slow down
Would regret leaving
nothing behind that i could call my own.
I fear the day fate would befall
and I would nt be able to stand
and crumble and bear the agony n pain
with nobody to led a kind eye
While I wither in my pain..
do we have a way around destiny..
go on and try to be strong
when my senses fail
and let Life pass by..
with nothing worthwhile left behind
I shudder at the thought..
I let Life Pass By

I made the choices..
and i need to take it...
Standing Alone as Life goes by....
As Life goes by....


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Anees,  

please note, this is not a poem, nor a piece of art, its just my random thoughts, might not make sense to you all.... its just personal note in my dairy...

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RemPul,  

Funny - even though you say it is not a poem - the note is not agreeing with you and presents itself as such ;)

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Anees,  

Did'nt get you, What I mean to say is its a very raw unedited, no rhyming, not in sequence, wrote it all in one go and wanted to keep it that way..., so u saying it looks like a poem and you able to make sense out of it even with all its flaws.

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RemPul,  

What I mean - our thoughts are very random - I looked at is as a modern form of poetry - something like pointillism in painting - many things did nicely go together if you take a step back... lol plus I am quite fond of dadaism as well - so there :) I like your poem even though you do not see a poem in it - but since you published it it is not up to you how your reader is interpreting your words :)

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Anees,  

Thanks for your Views, I was really hesitant to publish this... :-)

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RemPul,  

I think it is a great poem - leaves a lot of space for interpretation - maybe that is a way poetry should go ;) Frank O'Hara experimented with that for before you :)

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RemPul,  

with that form before you :)

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Anees,  

Great to know that this can be classified as poetry, I just read about Frank O'"hara after your comments, Its really great to know that, Thanks :-)

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RemPul,  

U welcome :)

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