My thoughts run
In and out
My mind is blocked
There is a white cloud
I can't think properly
I am lost here
I feel helpless
I am groped with fear
So many questions;
Whom do I ask?
So many problems;
Its a difficult task.
What is right;
And what is wrong?
What is the truth?
Why lies are so long?
What is love;
Why do we hate?
What is hope;
And why do we expect?
Where do we go
In search of a friend;
Who will be a support
And have a hand to lend?
Understanding human brain;
Difficult it is.
The one who succeeds;
Gets entangled in his.
Such are my thoughts,
Running in and out.
My mind is blocked;
There is a white cloud.
I can't think properly,
I am lost here.
I feel helpless;
I am groped with fear.
In and out
My mind is blocked
There is a white cloud
I can't think properly
I am lost here
I feel helpless
I am groped with fear
So many questions;
Whom do I ask?
So many problems;
Its a difficult task.
What is right;
And what is wrong?
What is the truth?
Why lies are so long?
What is love;
Why do we hate?
What is hope;
And why do we expect?
Where do we go
In search of a friend;
Who will be a support
And have a hand to lend?
Understanding human brain;
Difficult it is.
The one who succeeds;
Gets entangled in his.
Such are my thoughts,
Running in and out.
My mind is blocked;
There is a white cloud.
I can't think properly,
I am lost here.
I feel helpless;
I am groped with fear.
i feel that.....fear of loosing loved one is making poet go nuts and poet is starting to loose sense of reality and gradually progressing towards insanity.....poet can not perform day today activities without thinking about hte loved one as every activity that poet performs reminds him/her of the loved one.Poet can not decide what is rt and what is wrong what should be done and what should not be done..as being rt does not mean that it should happen....or it should take place..as this world has lost its glory in a process of people getting hurt on and on for caring for some one they think are special...the poet is unable to cope up with the reality of loosing a loved one...and gradually progressing towards the mental blockage and only way out is to keep mind and body occupied in some work that can distract the poet from thinking about the person who she/he loved once a lot....and willing to sacrifice life for that person .....so....in a way it is a very tragic poem in which poet is going through the emotional hurricane and has managed to put it in words very wisely....such a bold expression of emotions is very well appreciable.......
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the secret admirer
poet has lost his/her confidence of trusting other person after what poet has gone through and is in a dilemma that who can be trusted and who can not be....and is under a constant fear of rejection/backstabbing so unable to trust anyone...that's why poet says mental blockade as poet can not understand who is who and who will turn out what and poet is afraid of taking chance...after getting hurt...which is but natural...and poet is finding it difficult to appreciate the fact that loved one has gone and person is not going to come back although poets watery eyes still awaits the loved one..poets heart says one thing and mind says other and both are contradicting each other...so/// poet is finding him/ her self helpless in this situation....
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ReplyDeletenice 2 hear dat u care for me so much......m touched 2 c ur concern.....but sadly this poem is not supposed 2 be a sad tragedy one.......... i wrote dis 2 n a half yrs back wen i had a very happy life (i still do) n dat too coz i was bored in one of my lectures in college..........so ur concern is kinda not connected.............anyways thanx for ur XXXXXOOOOO
adios secret admirer......