sigh...
I watch a story!
something unique is attractive in it
the characters and morals it carry with!
i go deep down in its core
to understand it more and more
but the domination prevails
and peripheries are drawn to stop me and constrain.
oh father.....i am speechless!
cannot the things change which suits everyone?
or only me have to change the defination of fun?
tell me.....tell me.....the source of my anguish
which invokes me and force me to perish!
my agony is less the worth
that is why it get burried down the hearth!
sigh....I watch a story my father!
writing the things need not change the situations
but i tell you
My inquisitiveness knows no bounds.
It will continue its journey
far and long.....
bong! bong!
I will speak being speechless
oh father...let me speak!
let me watch a story!
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3 comments:
hehehe..yeh bhi tune padvaayi thi DC pe mujhe february mein..right?..its awesome..paideshi feminist ho gayi hai jabse feminism subject padha hai..hehehe..jus kiddin..this poem is 1 of ur ultimate creation!seriously!
thank you dear...
infact this poem is an example of limit of my anger......lol
hehe..i know dat swthrt..neways dats wat a gal's life is actually all abt dear..!:(
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