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Monday, February 15, 2010

Melancholy personified

Even though i exist i am no one,
The numbness has taken away my soul,
I don't feel the pain,
I don't feel the happiness,
For heaven sake,
Bring my sanity back.
Yeah i am going insane,
I don't know whats this hollow feeling inside,
I don't remember when was the last time i smiled a real smile,
I don't know what's wrong or what's right,
Neither i find any reason to die,
Nor i see any reason to live.




7 comments:

WELCOME TO MY WORLD OF POETRY: said...

Very sad words... hope they are not a reflection on how you are feeling.

Well written as always,

Yvonne.

♫ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♫ ayu ♫ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♫ said...

the irony at the end is really good..very nice :)

WINDOWLAD said...

Full of melancholy... Are you Ok? *sigh*...

Smile!!!:)

Good day!!!:)

>kelvin

Amity said...

That's too complicated dear!

I wish I could let you see the light and bring enlightenment to your thoughts.... I just wish!

But cheer up, life is so beautiful, okay?

Vittaldas Prabhu said...

Just go through this. This phase is like walking through a tunnel. The light is at the end of it. Just walk this tunnel through and there will be brighter things at the end of it.

smrithi rao said...

loved this one though i am not a big fan of melancholic poems

hope its not a reflection of the current state of mind

Sunakshi said...

Yvonne-thanks for stopping by.they were reflection of my lost mind :)

ayu-thanks :)

kelvin-um yeah,better. :)

amity me-thanks for the kind note sister :)

vittal-yeah sure,thanks for your kind words brother :)

smrithi-thanks for stopping by :)

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