A touch and go

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By jadia4708au

I buried myself long ago It was just touch and go One little useful thought Complete salvation was sought I had dreamed about many things I could do nothing much or attained something It was as usual complete rout I have nothing more to talk about My heart remained almost dry No one came forward and asked why No river flow was expected I accepted the fact and never reacted I had so much to offer I remained among and never differed Yet I got kick backs in return I had nothing to offer in turn It was creating lots of impact I was expected reasonably to act I was burdening for no useful out come I had strong desire but was not always welcome I think for calling of the day This is only option or way Person should make voluntary recall As it can be his final call No one may come to know of fine gesture You have lived for them for entire tenure It was now turning against you You have lost the faith and it is very true I am no were physically connected Fear in mind and illusions wrongly created It is driving me away from real world The world seems different and very cold I see the concept differently Even though I have not felt it unhappily It is gradual change and has affected many I am one of the individual among so many

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