Poem -

THIS IS ME !!!

Started a little,I always wished

not to curse me difficulties with.

Unlike all others,I had unique choices.

In the dark of night, i used to yell and make noises.

What all I wanted was little love,

my own people itched my eyes with scrub.

Not to scream ,I made my choice.

Took pledge to question every voice.

I was 18, still loves  the brightest star.

Wishing one day will get my dream car.

N ow maturity was molding me.

Realizing what i was ,was scolding me.

I was wrong about everything.

Reality introduced me the scattering thing.

NO, my choices were not so different,

Everybody wants to be vibrant.

OH GOD ! Finally you sent me the one of my fate.

I was happy , Unless I was shown the gate.

Lot more is left to turn down,

But my lungs are burning brown.

Like 0 Pin it 1
Support CosmoFunnel.com

Support CosmoFunnel.com

You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.

Log in to leave a comment.

Comments

author
Jimmy Arnold

This is you and we hear your roar, great poem Prashant as we now ask for more.....

Jim

Reply
author
Prashant Kumar

Hey Jim,

m glad you like it. This poem is a proof that i have lived my 21 years of life .

All that i came across, all that i experienced , my feelings toward life, the reincarnation of my character all resembles me . Actually this poem is..ME ..MYSELF. I wrote this poem yesterday only. YOUR appreciation made me write a new poem .I wrote it for my mother.I think i have done the best of the day , early in the morning.

regards,

Prashant Kumar

Reply
author
Jimmy Arnold

Prashan

You are most welcome and reading it was my pleasure...Look forward to reading the one of your mother,(great topic)..

Kind regards,

Jim

Reply
Poem -

MUMMY!! I Always Care

She will be my daughter too ;she was convinced.

So to a village girl ,My daddy was married....

Latest poems in Lyric

Poem -

THE SEASON OF THE GIFT OF...

A pples of many hues, some having given up, lost their grip, fallen to the ground.
U nder layers of...

Poem -

A Summer Day

A Summer Day

Her white summer dress sways with the gentle breeze
As she enjoys the pleasant warmth of the sun....

Poem -

SPIRITS SPEAK

SPIRITS SPEAK FROM THE TRAIL OF TEARS TO THE DEATH MARCH

Emerging from trees I don't need to...

Advertise on CosmoFunnel.com