when you feel everything is lost, something always remains. no matter how hard u try to run away.


Away

Keeping aside,
Keeping alight
Running away
I lived alone

Away and around
Again and again
Life seemed bland
I stayed awake

Bright and light
My soul felt right
A plea a day
I kept quiet

Assumed and presumed
Absconded was I
Alive not I
Glad I was



Poetry by Nishath
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Written on 2011-03-23 at 16:41

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Nishath
thank you john!
2011-03-27


John Ashleigh
A feeling of anxiety and lost hope. I hang on every word, and the emotion you spill is thick and vivid. Really good poem, Nishath. Keep sharing.

Regards,
John.
2011-03-24