Saturday, September 18, 2010

She DIED….












She cried
No one bothered
She screamed
No one heard.

She was bruised
No one cared
Her happinesses even
ebbed unshared.

She tried to explain
No one understood
Her eyes all swollen
No one ever looked.

She even wrote
Alas! no one read
Elusive emotions
Remained unsaid.

Then one day
out of the blue
When ‘grey’ became
‘blackish hue’
She DIED….
(Yes ,an early demise…
No,it wasn't a suicide )

She DIED
And Everybody
Sympathized
(‘ poor soul ’,
they hyped)

WHY?
Tell me
WHY?

16 comments:

  1. Ya ..it happens in this world. That's a valid point to raise.

    Once again nice creation........

    Accept my Congratulations ......

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  2. What can I say, when they never cared for her when she was alive, why would they not be indifferent in her death too?

    Nice lines.

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  3. ohhh in my terms harsh but alas!! a waste of life. What was the purpose of her life?

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  4. ohhh !!!! awesome poem....
    nicely written...
    keep writing ...
    aur haan mere blog ka raasta bhuli to nahi...
    paas mein hi hai....
    hahha....

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  5. Everyone notices your happiness n ur tears, no matter how true, remain un-noticed... a harsh fact of life... beautifully expressed poem...

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  6. very touching !
    An eye opener...............
    great job.
    Keep it up .

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  7. very well said.. there is truly a lack of genuineness in the world..

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  8. yeah true.....
    what i believe is the world is not the place to advertise your sorrows...

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  9. @Blasphemous Aesthete:yeah...it's difficult to understand 'THEM'...thank you for the read!

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  10. @Rajat:Not everyone has a purpose...

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  11. felt connected to the idea! wonderful expression!:)

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