sometimes it feels so lonely..even when in a crowd..
sometimes you just cant control to shout out loud..
different people...different faces..
different thinking...different places..
sometimes you just dont want to adjust..
you just feel so restless..
every relatation seems vague..
life seems to be smitten by plague..
its suffocating..
every now and then your life is undulating..
every face is converted to a devil..
it hurts so much as if you are kept on an anvil..
nothing could be done to change..
every effort you make is chained..
complete darkness surrounds you...
the ghosts of these darkness scream around you..
you feel severe pain as if you are being burnt..
and that hate keeps on growing on the personal front..
God cant be so bad..
and what about all the good time that you've had...
all of it becomes a nightmare..
waking you up, in hell, no one to spare..
thats what you actually are..
alone...and too far..
helpless and orphaned..
shunned by every one..
loosing hope in all the closed ones near you..
still alive,still in the world,and nothing you can do..
its just you...
you in you, you around you..
just you...
just taking life as it unfolds, finding answers to truths untold, striving hard to talk to my heart and soul, and trying to figure out - this mystic society and my inhumane role
Thursday, June 12, 2008
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