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To My Unknown

Contributed by irasharma87 on Friday, 16th October 2009 @ 10:28:57 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

Is anybody there?
Waiting for me..
Is anybody there?
Desiring just me..
You my stranger
Search for me and come fast..
Cant my dear you see!
My breath is in danger
Is anybody there?
Who can tell my stranger,
That I live emotionless,
Oh! Where is he lost?

Hundred days of darkness
I have passed around sitting
In a lonely corner of room,
Lips dried,tears finished,heart broken but beating..
Why still beating?
For the sake of eyes who are waiting
For my stranger to save..
Without him,howll I
Even sleep peacefully in grave?

Is anybody there?
Who can look into my eyes..
Ask me why so sad
And broken you my dear..
Ask the pillow,he knows how
I have kept my eyes awake
As pillow had saved all my tears
And knows I have put my life on stake
Never cared for my short life
Never cared how I would live
Kept spoiling my every moment
Just to give,give and give..

Arms open..
I know theyll never close
My life will end dark,waiting..
Like a never blossomed rose..
I used to see dream
Fulfilling others dreams,
But I want to ask a question
am I anybodys dream?

I killed my desires
For getting just one
Friendship or care,or enemy
To atleast think of me..
Its better than none
A single visible figure
Is enough to replace the zero of my soul
Its all empty stage
One actor come,act false
But atleast play some role
Youll get blessings from god
To be my caring unknown
Even if I then open eyes and say
oh he was a dream,and gone..
Just want somebodys presence
Like a drop in sand
Ill soak it inside in soul
On its strength,Ill forever stand..

God has given
Greenery to a leaf
Blue touch to sky
Black colour to even dreams
Only I am colourless.why?
What I have started
And where going to end?
But will be hanging somewhere
Between heaven and hell,without your hand
Sitting among mine
I am still alone
I ask god my father
Why dont you make me a stone?
I will not still break or stop
Until I am found and held by my unknown..

Copyright © irasharma87 ... [ 2009-10-16 22:28:57]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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