Deep Poetry for Thursday, February 3, 2011

The doubts are overcast and crisis deepens Verbal duals are on and criticism sharpens There is every move to scuttle the long marathon The misrule is about to end and ruler is on run Pro and against crowd is pitching battle The street is full of screams and issue will not settle Bloody battle will be waged and many may die Oh God! Save thy country before they ruin and fly You almost ruled with iron hand Opponents were done away and tagged with brand On the name of security and for motherland... Sign in to see full entry.

Awake in my bed I am, with the sea of winds watching over me, as if someone casted a net of stars, and the moon was clever enough to flee. In the warmth of the night, a scent of His embrace I feel, lulled by the day long slumber, awaited by a blinded world, surreal. Sign in to see full entry.

A rushing done to be accountable today... Leaves 'what' to be influenced? An attention to get? Or is it a wish to be thought of as responsible? And for what? For whom? For show? Or to play catch up? And... If it is for all of that, For more one wishes to let go... To which ones does someone like this, Wish to take notice? Those also awakening, From a deep delusioned sleep? Sign in to see full entry.

Someday, I'll be free from this pain I'm feeling now Someday, I'll be happy again just let time, heal this wound in my heart Someday, Someone can love me a true love I wanted to have Someday, even if we won't meet again It will be okay, if someone will fill in and play your part. Someday. Sign in to see full entry.

I'm feeling your vibes I feel as if they captured more than my heart It has penetrated into my soul Causing three words to overflow from my heart Now dripping from my lips Now submerging you in my love You find it hard to breathe But you would gladly die tonight From drowning in my love Sign in to see full entry.