I sat there, my brown eyes wet,
tears trickling down my cheeks,
I sat there, my place set.
I don't know what to do or say,
for I'm spellbound
and that too in a negative way.
An interrogative thought arises,
It says why I chose to go through all this
when I could choose the easy way.
I don't know what to do or say
for I'm spellbound
and that too in a negative way.
She was sad, stressed and betrayed
praying and pleading,
she wanted this eternal pain to go away.
Communicating with God,
now, he was the only answer to her building pain.
Whenever I look at her, I don't know what to do or say
for I'm spellbound
And that too in a negative way.
Even through the painful invisible wounds,
She had a faint smile plastered on her face
reflecting her strong positive aura,
Inspiring me to stay strong.
I don't know what to do or say
for I'm spellbound
But now, in a positive way.
This is my first self composition. Of course I tried to become Shakespeare before this (even though my poem is typical Sylvia Plath) but I realized, poetry is not just a few lines with rhyming words. Poetry is a combination of feelings and emotions, which cannot be expressed in other ways. I could never complete my poems. This is the first poem I've ever completed.
Hope you liked it. :)
-Aishwarya :)
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Hope you liked it. :)
-Aishwarya :)
PS- Guys, like my facebook page :D. HERE it is.
