Welled up with choked emotions
Holding tight grief of letting go
Find an ear to pour it in
Look around there's an ear so
No balm better than a smiling face
No balm better than a perky tone
No balm better than a hand in hand
No pain worse than suffering alone
Letting go can be cleansing
If you see the convoluted fun
Just don't fill the void in a hurry
Bad filler is worse than none
Life is but an optimization game
And dollops of macabre constraints
Winning is finding the best of stations
Losing is just being restrained
6 comments:
Good one! Keep writing!
Thanks Sreelatha!
great thought...love the substance
oh wowwwwwwwwwwwww...pratyush.....so nice......thoughts....u wrote.....m so happy.......so natural......m proud of u ....dear.......u r.......spechles..hu......i luvvvvvvvvvvvvvv..poems.....ur all poems....i m writing..in my diary...so that...jub bi hum chahe..i can read.......keep...writing.....i wil read..tday its ..1st time i read...ur ..poems....awsm
Thanks Namrata!!
I am flattered that you write it in your diary. But I would like it more if you came here to read them.
In any case don't forget to attribute the poem to the poet. Vanity, you see!!
-Pratyush
It was 2 goooooooood bhaiya......... luvd it realy......... awesum..........
Keep writing....
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