I sit and wonder about the days ahead,
without you, and still I am not dead,
no pleasure , no sorrow, as if I know nothing to feel,
a dull sordid life, like a some movie off it's reel.
No ups and no downs, nothing to go for or reach,
no thoughts to ponder, no wisdom to preach,
no parties to attend, no sunsets to see,
a living carcass, that's what remains of me.
The memories hurt, but the damage is done,
I even lack the strength to leave it all and run,
run to what? There will not be another you,
the loss will not go, hence the same would be there too.
I always wondered what it meant, as i now lie upon my bed,
to see people live like this, with their lives as good as dead,
nothing to cherish, no tears or laughter,
from the day you go away, this is what i'll be everafter.
now i feel this poem. i'm not ok but i hope you will have good life and be successful
hello Mr.Atanu Bandyopadhyay,
a poem is a composition that is characterised by great beauty of language to express an intensely imaginative interpretation of the subject;i felt that heightened language and rythm in your poems though they were quiet simple without an artistic structure given to them which is actually not necessary;though they are under different topics,the poems were kind of similar,the reason being attributed to the 'common subject' you have chosen;hope you would just bring out that poetic talent in you by contributing to various varieties of writing,since many might feel that there is a personal touch in the present collection which is short of 'imagination'.anyway,keep going with this new definition you had given to a 'poem'.
R.Hemavathy.
bobby, our life is like this now.and tomorrow will be like this as well. we must have something within our hearts to be with us forever.being together,talking or ...
no difference ..the real thing is to have some senses in our heart .and no one will catch it.even we may live far apart. don't forget the most important thing is our inner feelings.