Am I shade of sorrow in joy
Or a cursed unearthed treasure?
Am I a leaflees tree in the spring
Or a nightingale which could never sing?
Am I a full moon in the cloudy night
Or a warrior who could never fight......
A letter without destination
Or a poet without imagination....
An oyster that colud never produce a pearl
Or a life where dreams never took a curl.
A life that didn't deserve to live......
A life that had nothing to give......
Yet, I live proudly
I live as a lost warrior
And on the ruins ,I rule.
6 comments:
Probably,the most beautiful creation of mine.....
hmm,what can i say
i think this seems to be creation of a literary genius,who know to play with words and how to merge them with emotions,it needs no words of appreciation,as it demands them itself !!
best luck to'drishti'
the best so far... ya drishti this is indeed ur best one...
short and very very sweet...
that proves that drishti is a real senti gal...
keep writin the gud stuff...
-gogol (neeraj)
I am not the appropriate person to comment on ur writing
if i would have written its nice or its wonderful it would not be true becoz these r ur feelings and it couldn't be praised by such words. but i would write that only a water drop would be sufficient to praise it that has come from ma eye after feeling ur work
@bacheeee........
thankyou darling..
tell u the thruth..that water drop must have flown coz your stock of tears was full...hehehe.jus kidding dear
thank you :):)
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