The Chosen One #POEM

Posted on August 7, 2011 in Short Stories & Poems

By Sanchita Gupta:

The setting sun and strewn sand,

The passing moments and the pain inapt.

Such is my condition.

Sitting by the desolate sea,

My only confidante and friend-in-need.

All the troubles are lounging in my mind

As if I am a paper boat in the storming night.

The shattered moments, the breaking apart

Are my only pals for the leftover parts.

A lifeless leaf, a wingless bird

Everyone said that things happen for a good,

Like a monk I have wandered, searching for peace.

My destiny is lost and so has its meaning.

A decade of tragedy is my life’s name

God has forgotten that he had once created me as well.

The same walks on the shore are a painful nightmare

It pierces my heart to think that I am still here.

Laughter is an unknown identity,

Passing vainly through me.

The gap between the fingers is filled by my own,

The wandering eyes, this wobbling mind,

A civil strife inside.

If this is life then, god forbid, what death might seem like.

The flowers have lost their blossoms

The butterflies have shed their shades

The moonlit nights make no goosebumps stand

And so have the winds and the rains.

The soft music is nothing more than a buzzing now.

My soul is waiting for freedom

Standing near the window of my eyes,

A speck of hope

A belief in god,

But still no sign of respite.

Love, happiness

Are all around me

Maybe I am the chosen one,

Hence, they are not meant for me.

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Abhishek Sharma

Dear Sanchita Gupta

The words and feeling have been expressed very articulately. May be you are good at words or the situation dragged them out to be used by you. Well I am no-one to suggest anything, but fairly speaking… Weird things just happen, at times they are small to let go and at times they leave you with a negative impact and life long dilemma with no hopes to choose one situation, even if we wish to. The reason being the pursuit, that is hard to go along. Every bad thing gets saved in our sub-conscious mind and pinches time to time igniting the big question WHY !!

That’s why it is well said about our actions: There are so many things that we wish we had done yesterday, so few that we feel like doing today. ~Mignon McLaughlin




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