I have been asked why i always choose melancholy
as a path to express my feelings
Why can't i ease up on the moroseness
and smile, and see the world in its beautiful shades
I have been asked how come i relate so well to pain
the loss of someone special or a friend gone away
Why does the pain, mean so much to me
is it a way of running away from reality ?
What do you say to one who feels pain,
to protect ones self from oneself
And where one should chill and enjoy,
there is a cocoon, where the joy of living is loved-
a lot
Don’t we always take for granted what we have
and perhaps that’s why,
The joy of being with someone like you
is like a sponge where I soaks up the emotion
And while reveling in it, should there be a hurt pass by,
the magic of poetry is the wand that tweaks the balance
And all's well in the world.
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