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Bhawna Jan 2019
me
a person who,

apply feelings instead of brain
though the ending result is same
always that unending pain

i love enjoying rain
the tears of heaven
that only shower
relief my pain

i smile at the sky
i converse with it
it replies
with those beautiful shapes of clouds

i criticise myself,
my life, my fate
knowing everything
still unknown

always thinking
an unsung song
which always wanna come out of me
but is hidden somewhere
like a lava of volcano
i wish i find it
to know who am i

i always wish to be a good person
so that even after worst
i still come up the best
but then some incidents
proves me rude from the rest...
i cant completely know who am i, still searching , finding ways to make myself respect me
Gul e Dawoodi Oct 2015
Remember how we all used to sit together for the dinner?
Tasted it equally whenever life offered something bitter
Well, I don't remember this, as it all never happened,
As the time passed, things got worse instead of getting better
The pain of each member here is individual,
No one knows how we can defeat the odds by sticking together
Elders have their own standards,
They don't let the young ones fly and cut their feathers
Ego burns within the hearts,
There is no respect and love; that matters
So, tell me how can someone find peace and comfort,
When the family gets scattered

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