No Words to explain my pain,
Am I there as a stain?
If this is sadness,
Then its because of my madness.
The mind suffers...
The body cries &
The heart bleeds...
Thursday, February 1, 2007
Struggling to come out...
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Pain is the essence of life...
Stains are sometimes sweet
but you can never be a stain on anyone.
True Sadness and madnesss...
It Delevops because of Confusion.
Free To mind Or else it will suffer.
Worship your body,
listen to your heart and not to your mind, then it wont bleed
well thats a nice poetry..
and i know how was hat poem born..!! :P
keep writing good stuff ya.. :D
its superb ... all the wards are heart touching.... to be frank you itself a great composition as a forground u a good compositor and but background u a good poeat...
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