A footstop falls.
Breaking the silence.
Shattering the signature of secrets.
And ever-dwindling is the present,
Ever-remembered the past.
The future, ever-uncertain,
But the arduous struggle onwards rages on.
Sound. A belonging. A longing.
Sight. A longing. A need.
Hurt. A pain. A must.
Growth. A must. A need.
We're all afraid of what we don't understand.
Yet there's always an explanation.
And to conquer,
On we ride.
And to achieve,
On we ride.
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6 comments:
Nishhhhh..
Ok wow.. I seriously had no idea you could write so well ..
Your poems are really, really nice.
Well, I don't really DO poetry, but either way..
Aight well, thats kinda all =)
Hello!!
"Sound. A belonging. A longing.
Sight. A longing. A need.
Hurt. A pain. A must.
Growth. A must. A need."
The whole poem was absolutely AMAZING but those 4 lines were just so true and so beautifully put!
You are definitely going to get published one day:D!
I LOVE THIS BLOG!
amazing...i dint know u could write like that..keep it goin!!
Okay, I'm really impressed!
You've got a way with words and your writing style's unique, a blend of old-y world-y (couldn't with of another way of putting it :S) and contemporary.
Keep it up! :D
I always knew u cud ryte..:D..N thts 1 thing im still JEALOUS of till 2day..:'(
I luv this 1..
Amazin!!
Keep writin..
-Trisha(3sha)
Hey! Awesome blog! How do u rite so well???? And c i commented!! :D
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