Wednesday, May 24, 2006

...

Fight as hard as you may,
you dont fight with me
its a fight within yourself
Hurt as deep as you may
difference to me, it makes none.
Seek your peace in this hurt,
seek your comfort in this hate
Happy you will be only when I leave
as a lost soul and a lonely warrior
Oh yes, I guess its time to leave
to lead a life king size.
Enough of these struggles
so silly and baseless
making the days drag
so dull and hopeless
Nothing more I can do
and fewer are my intentions
to make you understand !

1 comment:

hari said...

Hi Bala,

Its a strange coincidence but you won't believe how strikingly close this poem of yours is to my state of mind.