25 November, 2014

Somewhere between growing up!

How often it happened in my life
When I felt all alone banged with a knife
And wanted my nearest and dearest's favor,
But that person swallowed somebody else's opinion rather.
Leaving me completely broken,
And not even a single section of my heart was sunken
To b right about selecting,
That person as my nearest and dearest without complaining.
My loneliness kept on begging,
If she could help me out of this mess starring.
Then I lost my hope when she said it ahead
Those hailstorm like words
And tears burst out perhaps for a long time they shed.
I felt as if I was behead.
There's nothing more I want to say,
'cause I haven't reached so far
From gratifying myself into self-fray.


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