"hitted" poems
My problem with me
is the problem of mine
of not knowing
the Problem I have
and I am still suffering
without knowing why
This sweet suffering
started with you
crossing my view
and that view hitted me
somewhere beside my eyes
may be, heart-- guess why
that is where my problem lies
its normality is gone
Also may be mind
ask me again--why!
I lose myself
when I am with you
I lose myself from me
To find myself in you!
My problem with me
is the problem you give
by not knowing
the problem I have
with you; around you
without you; among everyone
Sep 2, 2013
Sep 2, 2013 at 1:33 AM UTC
I do not want tomorrow to come
Today was bad
But tomorrow is going to be worse
Spilled cups of tea awaits me
Overboiled milk is just around the corner
Burnt eggs, papercuts, hitted pinky toes
All the small misfortunes
That make my life unbearable
One over another, One over another,
One over another,
Heavy piles of obsticles
Burden my shoulders
But all this is just in my head.
Apr 10, 2016
Apr 10, 2016 at 1:34 AM UTC
A photograph in my hand
Of a stranger that came to my land
It was a long long time ago
When compassion was greater than ego
My heart was a barren gift
Where in, now, that stranger just fits
But the truth was only bitter
For all that is gold does not glitter
The stranger had left as quick as a flash
And my heart's desires just turned to ash
The reality had finally hitted so hard
All it stayed here were his open cards
Now as I lay here on my bed
With all his memories in my head
I wish so hard to turn back the time
Where I could have avoided this lovely crime
Of becoming so perfect with the imperfect stranger
And let him become my life changer!
Sep 6, 2017
Sep 6, 2017 at 5:11 PM UTC
I felt the presence of love,
While holding him tight.
Happiness hitted me inside.
My silence spoke what I dare not.
But I found myself in different
world when I woke up,
Everything disappeared with dream,
But left a smile on my face.
Jun 9, 2021
Jun 9, 2021 at 11:06 PM UTC