hi... any suggestions or criticism survived the death when born, but mom died, elder sister planted the seeds of mother love saw her disfigured body on the railway track... hated the destiny that made my father drunken and mentally unstable beaten by those asking for the money they have given for his alcohol... grew up with passion to achieve something father never said.... never realised till father left me and self immolated himself... with young and disoriented heart fall in love with one girl... and she is nicest girl i know ..... but i hate to touch her...i dare never to touch her fearing that she will be shadowed by my destiny and leave me one day forever... my presence is ill fated for those who are nice to me... rohit astroguru26
MAn, you write REALLY depressive stuff :shock: I mean, you actually think to come up with scary things to write about dont you.. :cry1: I like how it actually has a sad life history sort of thing in there... :cry2:
life is not a bed of roses..i assume..the imagination is not bounded by only good things.....and rosey looks............ imagination works reverse too..and when we can think negative in bad times....why not we dare to put the thoughts on paper... its success of poetry to be known as depressive stuff....i admire really..... rohit astroguru26
i agree wit you rohit... imagination in every1 has its individuality... may be u r more creative in ways to express pain..... n u did it again... great poem rohit..
