I cannot write how I feel,
Feel every unsaid word,
I cannot write what I think,
Think of one in many ways,
I cannot write why I hate,
Hate every other who ever is,
I cannot write why I stay,
Stay rooted, rotting inside.
I cannot write why me,
Me always, and never you,
I cannot write where I want to be,
Be with, and never without,
I cannot write in clear prose,
Prosaic fears of being understood,
I cannot write who is happy,
Happiness bereft of my presence,
I cannot write how I live,
Life knows not it lives within,
I cannot write when I am dark,
Dark around and lit inside,
I cannot write when I read,
Read lines of unfeeling text,
I cannot write when I jest,
Jester in a royal court,
I cannot write of who I seek,
Seek eternal to never find,
I cannot write where is peace,
Peace rests in mortal awe,
I cannot write of why I am far,
Far adrift is destiny's plan,
I cannot write what tells time,
Time's tale is not mine to tell,
I cannot write of anything inside,
Inside only echoes play,
I cannot write of when I leave
Leaving me behind with you,
I cannot write of my return,
Return the dead do not to life.
am "reading between the line".... did you want to say something FR?...
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sigh ..some of it makes me sad...
ReplyDeleteoh FR, this is so sad and morantic(it can be both) that i am feeling QUITE heavy hearted now.*sniff*
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Hmm :)
ReplyDelete@sanjana: I can? I wish...
ReplyDelete@grafx: Read... there is a lot to read there... even though I did not write all I want to be read. Sigh! I did not want it to make you feel sad. Cheer up now!
ReplyDelete@R: Now, now what's with everbody feeling heavy hearted with me. I thought *cry and you cry alone* should hold good, no?
ReplyDeleteJust kidding! :)
Cheer up now, n send me some cheer across when you do!
@khushee: Hmmm indeed. :)
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