(I was going through my drawer when I came across this poem I wrote in Grade 7. I was a much better writer then than now. But I was all “EMO,” haha. All my writings from my past have always been incomplete. This one too. I will not finish them. You can notice that my old writings were more “artificial” than being close to my real life.)
I hear a sound.
Wolf’s Howl?
Or Death’s Horn?
But it soon came around!
Indeed it was death.
To take away my soul.
For Deed’s Toll!
And shut down forever my breath.
I begged for one more day.
To live and love one last time.
To give away things that were mine.
And tell my family that I cannot stay.
(Incomplete)
oneday u will be complete along with your posts.and keeping in view your older posts i dont think that time is anywhere near..
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agreed with anonymous
ReplyDeleteI begged for one more day.
ReplyDeleteTo live and love one last time.
To give away things that were mine.
And tell my family that I cannot stay.
this part of poem is awesome
I can't believe that your wrote it in grade 7th.
ReplyDeleteTo tell you the truth, incomplete is charming. At least, that's what I think.
Thanks Luke, but i didnt get you! :-P
ReplyDeleteThanks "Afroze"
Yeah Komal, I wrote it in grade 7 because i remember we were reading a book called A Tale Of Two Cities and I was hell bored.
Well, i cant complete it now...charming or not...thanks :-)
hahaha dude, that wasn't me that time. You know I'd do better than that! ...plus "oneday" isn't a word, it's two words "one day"
ReplyDeleteThen who was that first "anonymous"??
ReplyDeletehey i am sorry ..cudnt help commenting after reading your amazing posts..
ReplyDeletejust a common passer-by
there is nothing to be sorry about :-)
ReplyDeletethanks for the compliments and comments...