Pensive
05-28-2008, 03:54 AM
A huge spark of lightening
Thunderstorm high above
Which used to be frightening
Now is lost upon her
Metamorphosis? She is
Passing through it just
Like everybody else does
And everybody
Has his own story to tell
Change does not happen
For nothing, does it?
Friends. Gone. Lost. Forever?
Friends. Few steps ahead?
Where they see it not
How she is suffering
After all she is
Far far behind them
And through this distance
They can not look back
As if this they do
A wizard would change
Them into a statue
Man is just selfish
**** this damned friendship
Or maybe they just do not
Have the time to look back
In case they might have to reach
Her because her weary feet
Can not bring her upto their pace
Wait, she tells herself
They might turn back
When they realise there
Is no wizard back
Or when they will be
Ready to confront him
Or when they have time
But why care, friends you
Get many in life
But life for once...
Life matters the most to them
Their life.
Funnily they all believe
In an after-life.
Let her fade away
None of anybody's business
Afterall she herself
Became uninteresting
Does not attract them
Like she did before
Her fault maybe not
But they don't care
Whose fault it is
They have their own lives too, you know?
When her friends do not care for her
A human-being
How can she pay heed to a petty thunder-storm
All is lost upon her...
All. Everything. Friends.
I just wrote it. Mind me haven't got any sleep from the last twenty hours, that's why I might have dared posting it when I probably should not have as it is not a good piece of writing really. And maybe does not even make sense. Do tell me how you find it, despite of that, because I am not very sure...any sincere comments would be very much appreciated.
Thunderstorm high above
Which used to be frightening
Now is lost upon her
Metamorphosis? She is
Passing through it just
Like everybody else does
And everybody
Has his own story to tell
Change does not happen
For nothing, does it?
Friends. Gone. Lost. Forever?
Friends. Few steps ahead?
Where they see it not
How she is suffering
After all she is
Far far behind them
And through this distance
They can not look back
As if this they do
A wizard would change
Them into a statue
Man is just selfish
**** this damned friendship
Or maybe they just do not
Have the time to look back
In case they might have to reach
Her because her weary feet
Can not bring her upto their pace
Wait, she tells herself
They might turn back
When they realise there
Is no wizard back
Or when they will be
Ready to confront him
Or when they have time
But why care, friends you
Get many in life
But life for once...
Life matters the most to them
Their life.
Funnily they all believe
In an after-life.
Let her fade away
None of anybody's business
Afterall she herself
Became uninteresting
Does not attract them
Like she did before
Her fault maybe not
But they don't care
Whose fault it is
They have their own lives too, you know?
When her friends do not care for her
A human-being
How can she pay heed to a petty thunder-storm
All is lost upon her...
All. Everything. Friends.
I just wrote it. Mind me haven't got any sleep from the last twenty hours, that's why I might have dared posting it when I probably should not have as it is not a good piece of writing really. And maybe does not even make sense. Do tell me how you find it, despite of that, because I am not very sure...any sincere comments would be very much appreciated.