There i find my own-self
hidden in dilapidated dark
so retreated from world around
at the exact moment when i am dreaming but am also awake
Beautifully red,prettily pink
coloured bangles and painted nails
but then why the spirit shattered within ?
Curled and groaning with painful loneliness
no not a shelter,it needs freedom
no not a status,it needs love
With a boltning smile of painted lips
dressed in shattered dreams
with hope behind a veil of tears
every heart beats and bleeds for warmth

2 comments:
Mandeep,
Read 2 posts now. Hope all is well and you find what you are looking for soon to have happiness always.
Take care
thanks sir. sometimes i write 'dark', i know. it might/might not be for that particular reason,but it definitely creates a channel for release of whatever negative energy i might have gathered around ! so not to worry anything there. Writing is my way to stay sane :)
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