Thursday, July 12, 2007

The end is near

Life seems a burden again
There is nothing more to achieve
As wen i sit back and think
What i achieved was not wat i was looking for
Perfect irony,perfect mockery of everything dat i see and believe
Things were never the same and never wud be
People come and go and leave a trail of harmless memories behind
Memories of laughter,memories of pain,memories of promises they made
But wen u look bac..dese same memories haunt u like a dark cloudy night
Its not my mistake this time
I have been left alone by people who promised to love me the most till i die

4 comments:

share myself said...

kaun promise kar k bhaaga????mujhe bata....mere paas bahut shakti hai...maar maar k bhoot bana dene ka!!!
cool tincy....jabse main tumhari life mein aayee hoon tum kitni creative ho gayee ho!!!:P
no seriously...a good one indeed!!:)....keep it up!!
muaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh

Vishal said...

haan saalo....meri li jaa rahi hai aur dono baithke has rahe ho. itni bakwas poem meine aajtak apni life mein nahin padhi......aur upar se....saala ye poem mere baare mein chapi hai. tincy jaanu...mein nahin jaanewala kidhar bhi mere shona. kyun itna dukhi hoti ho. chorke jaunga saumya ko.....tujeh nahin. hahaha.

Harsh Satya said...

shonaaaaaa!! waah waah !! aisa pyaar kaha.

Vishal said...

ehhe. aisa mera yaraana.........yaad karegi duniya.....tera mera chutiyaapa! ehhe yo harshy sexy