I love you...

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under the shower
lacking all the power
memories gripping me again
consciousness, hard to regain

smashing my head against the wall
oouch!!! it hurts, and i fall
pulling my hairs,nailing ma flash
this is wat happens, when emotions clash

i can see you here
with knife and spear
hit me, kill me, i wanna die
coz i am not one, who uttered lie(s)

you laughing haan??laugh out loud
like the thunder, peeping from cloud(s)
if this makes you happy, i'll die
with frozen blood, broken eyes, i'll cry!!!

u wanna dance...please baby dance
the floor is red.. take a glance
its my blood.. how does it matter???
yeah you can.. if you wanna flatter

but do me a favour.. a last one
i may be noone.. a last to none
walk along the past...steps very few
my words echoes there.. says.."i love you"!!!

Comments

Anonymous said…
i liked the poem ... but not the few slangs or hindi tone u used here ... rest was lovely !!
November 13, 2008 at 3:37 AM
Unknown said…
yeah you could do away with the hard words,

but then they make it all the more natural..

good poem, keep penning...
November 13, 2008 at 11:50 PM
WarmSunshine said…
Hi

nice blog :)

The poem was good... the rhyming went good... and the ending was beautiful!

*Smile*

Mehreen.
November 16, 2008 at 6:02 AM
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