I AM BREATHING BUT NOT LIVING
IAM ON BEDBUT NOT SLEEPING
COZ,I FELL DOWN NEVER TO RISE UP AGAIN
LIVING JUST TO SEE WHEN MY BODY WILL BETRAY
AND I WILL TURN INTO A PET ASTRAY
MY EXISTENCE WILL BE DENIED
MY BEING WILL BE ESTRANGED
GIFTING ME A CURSE FOR ALL THE ETERNITY
TO BE IN THE ALTAR OF CHAINS
(BUT THAT TOO WOULD BE MY FORTUNE)
MY VOICE WILL END UP IN MY LUNGS
AND MY WORDS IN MY FINGERS TIPS
JUST TO REACH YOU:THROUGH MY EYES
"COZ MY LEGS WON'T MOVE
AND MY HANDS WON'T STRETCH
FOR MY LOVE FOR YOU TO BE EXPRESSED
BUT THAT'S NOT MY WORRY
IT NEVER WAS
IT WAS ALWAYS ABOUT YOU
'COZ YOU ARE DYING EVERYDAY
THAT'S WHY I FORGET BREATHING
SURRENDER MYSELF TO MY FATE
NOT FOR HOW HELPLESS I AM
NOT FOR THE LIMBS THAT DON'T MOVE
BUT BEACAUSE I AM YOUR WORRY...................
WROTE BY;AVIKSHA
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Author:
aviksha (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 14th, 2010 00:09
- Category: Forgiveness
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Comments1
It is so hopeless and yet so sweet....bittersweet. If it is forgiveness, then won't your beloved forgive, and is it so hopeless....he is dying? Oh how I wish it might end rather happily. Let forgiveness be the balm that restores life, eh?
ACTUALLY, IT IS WRITTEN WHEN I HAD A BREAK UP FOR THE FIRST TIME.NOW,I HAVE BEEN FREE OF ALL THOSE FEELING SO I AM READY TO BE IN RELATIONSHIP.
THANKS FOR UR COMMENT.
Okay, cool. Breaking up is hard to do....unless your feelings cooled or you foolishly lost your temper. And I'll also add that I prefer as much as possible to try to remember all my former "flames" with the sweet forgiveness that softens whatever made the rift acceptable.
Anyway, I like your poem, for the sweet touch forgiveness lent to it.
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