There are many times I told about many poems I wrote. This is one poem I should not have written. I said the same thing in my mind the moment I finished writing this poem. I am trying my best to typecast myself to writing specific kinds of poems. My facebook friends abandoned the idea of following my poems. That’s their problem. No more 100s of views from there. No one told any reasons either.
Actually I should not have written this poem. I don’t know why. This kinda is the end of many thoughts that hit dead ends. I tried my best to find out a way to blame her for thoughts hitting dead ends. I cannot blame her at all. I cannot blame me either. I cannot blame the world and I cannot blame fate. What will be blamed for love filled thoughts hitting dead ends especially in my case. Hmmm I took the words ‘my’ and ‘I’ from the next thoughts that came to my mind and wrote this poem. When I finished it was a lot hard for me.
See that’s a good lesson for a young writer. You need to take an emotion and should make that emotion pain you from inside. Then release the thoughts and what comes out, will heal you and you will feel good. It looks like I may have to find other ways to feel good.
The Only Tear Drop.
The mind in disbelief to and fro ran,
As in the power of feelings even birds flew away,
Every beat of heart like thunder felt,
And soul with dark clouds filled.
The raised hands apart to ground fell,
Disbelief in mind joined the darkness in soul and became,
The despair that wanted to shout out loud,
The despair that wanted to cry like a newborn.
The chaos over, leaving eternal melancholy,
Oh’ in eagerness to see her eyes,
Eyes remained dry and fear in mind forgot to wake,
The spirit that drove life like an iceberg froze.
She walked like a dancer, talked like a singer,
And with her every smile a billion stars were born,
She the one who wrote the word of love in heart,
Now when standing with another man, erased it from heart.
No anger at her still came to heart,
For in the sleepless waiting for her, forgot
To be angry and learned to be kind,
But never learned to love another.
The tricky game of love life ended,
No blames, no arguments, just some dreams lost,
Time will not heal but will find other reasons to live,
But may only hold her as the reason for the loveless life.
Ah’ that thought spilled a drop of tear from eyes.
©RIAZAHAMMED.COM. All Rights Reserved-2013.