Sunday, April 12, 2009

Gone

I am not bothered about this dejection
but what I Cant handle is rejection

life has new ways to teach you
I would always prefer a hit on palm
than a rap on my knuckles

it hurts and hurts like hell
but when the doors close
Windows are the only option
What ever the show has to go on

words flow as tears down my cheek
dont worry l am too proud to cry in public

2 comments:

Preeti Sharma said...

This piece is thought provoking yet transparent in it's pain. And a rap on the palm is almost as bad as bad as one on the knuckles.

Sundar said...

transparent is the right word , yeah may be the pain is same but i am a guy in utopia who thinks that every thing in world is perfect and has a moral