Words stay aloof
They stay aloof and away,
Afraid to descend;
Like I fear the day to come.
And moments move relentless
into the uncertain, that is the dawn of morrow.
And I ebb with its flow
Clutching at every twig gasping with hope and only hope.
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5 comments:
This is what that keeps our clock ticking. Hope!!
After all the nasty things we go through, with happiness and joys sprinkled, we hope to see better things.
HOPE - keeps the world going :-)
Your verses flow with ease. Liked these lines a lot
Speechless! One can sense the terrible pain...
like your poem
nice photo
Commenting for the first time but have read your posts several times :-)... I can relate to this peom a lot.. 'and I ebb with its flow' its lovely.. I'll sure visit here again :-)
@ insignia
I m just trying with poems . Only that one can pen things relating to ones state of mind.
@ Bals
If these few lines are speechless , the verses you pen will need a new adjective.
@sm
Thanks
@Kalpana,
I'm a novice . Thanks do keep in touch
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