Not a friend in sight. painful delight
Another morning to survive
surrendered by ice
And empty songs to play
My memories of you in vain
posted by death at 4:30 PM
Tuesday
Not a friend in sight. painful delight
Another morning to survive
surrendered by ice
And empty songs to play
My memories of you in vain
20 Comments:
Open your eyes my friend
and look around carefully
There is always one who stands
by you and with you faithfully
OH!!
That's really lovely....
I like it
:)
Good one.
Hmm...PAy attention to Lit
Loads of times we're the ones who r blind evn if the light is there.
Meloncholic Ecstasy again..beautiful construction..
loved it
cheers
z
hi. i am dona . i read ur poems and they are vey beautiful. i want to know if there is any reason for them?
Being the master of concise?
hi..hmmm :)
lit: Buddy!! Miss you dude, every second that you're not there. I feel like i've known you forever. another life. Thanks for being there :)
neetika: Thank you so much! Feels good :)
blackempress: LIT has always been right. He's a Jedi! And his intellect simple and pure. A brilliant, brilliant friend.
Zofo: Thanks zofo! Means a lot coming from you :)
dona: Yes there is :)
AakASH!!!: Not in the comments page though ;)
sush: i missed you :(
Well, it seems the melancholy is pervasive. I try to read with my breath held and my mind numbed down.
awesome! i like it!
do you mind if i use your work sometimes??
empty songs....nice term
not sighting a friend can be painful alright, but u think it's a delight??
before u conclude that the world has turned its back on u, make sure that YOU haven't turned ur back on the world...
your lines are awesome, nevertheless :)
Fascinating. One has gone through this blog, archives and all, and found magic. Lines like "Those afternoons, when you'd call .." stay with the reader long after he finishes reading them.
As Shelley said, "The sweetest songs are those // That tell of saddest thought".
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It seems like I can feel the poem
I can smell the freshness of your thoughts
and visualize the true colours of the images you draw
... so real!!
manish: Manish, Al Pacino there is *the* man dude! What a brilliant brilliant son in the Godfather! Oh man, don't you miss those days of wOnder ?!
still_figuring_out: Everybody uses me :( Sure, but do let me know when you use them :)
dj: Been a long time, i checked my back! Will do :) So nice to read your comments !
the One (and Only): Thats so kind of you!! You just made my day :) Thank you so much!
darkness: You doo!? Wow! You've written a lil jewel there to describe your most fragrant thoughts. Amazing :)
is it a girl? or your family or friend? if i may ask...
dona: hi lakshmi, all of em :)
"And empty songs to play
My memories of you in vain" Great lines!
A couple of questions, though. . . should you (maybe) split the first line into two? And, do you mean "surrendered" by ice. Or "surrounded" by ice?
Just a couple of thoughts.
: )
Anon: Hey, thanks :) You are so nice !!
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