the first love,the first attraction is eternally pure...there is no substitute for an authentic something...even if there is one,it is ephemerally obscure...the first crush.the first liking can always flare up in the memories...
You never knew
You put it aside,
A thing so rare,so few.
You realised it late,
And went for a search of it;
You were sent another by fate
And the candles of hope lit.
You vowed to learn from mistakes,
You dint know that more mistakes were to come,
You gave away what you had for the new gift to take,
You thought you were right,you were done.
You tried to hide the past
You tried to revel in the present,
But the storm has left you in the dust
You have nothing,you can cry,you can lament.
You let the present grow,
You thought to live,learn and have;
But all in a whimsical row,
You knew sometimes that the past will urge to glow.
Now that you have failed to make the present happen,
Now that you want a resurrection of the past,
Now that you have left everything barren,
But you shud not regret anything now at last,
You let the present live,You have failed,
But you never built the past,
Which still cries to thrive,leaving you weak and frail.
You can just hope like the present...
Just hold on and wait,
...LET;IT;GO...if that is all what is left!
Poetry by suraj
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Written on 2007-03-17 at 04:36
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Let.It.Go
You got something,You never knew
You put it aside,
A thing so rare,so few.
You realised it late,
And went for a search of it;
You were sent another by fate
And the candles of hope lit.
You vowed to learn from mistakes,
You dint know that more mistakes were to come,
You gave away what you had for the new gift to take,
You thought you were right,you were done.
You tried to hide the past
You tried to revel in the present,
But the storm has left you in the dust
You have nothing,you can cry,you can lament.
You let the present grow,
You thought to live,learn and have;
But all in a whimsical row,
You knew sometimes that the past will urge to glow.
Now that you have failed to make the present happen,
Now that you want a resurrection of the past,
Now that you have left everything barren,
But you shud not regret anything now at last,
You let the present live,You have failed,
But you never built the past,
Which still cries to thrive,leaving you weak and frail.
You can just hope like the present...
Just hold on and wait,
...LET;IT;GO...if that is all what is left!
Poetry by suraj
Read 440 times
Written on 2007-03-17 at 04:36
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