Offer him a world to arouse;
Give it, give it, give it now,
It’s the end unless you unburden
The nights off its shoulder.
How long will it turn back?
Pull it, pull it, pull it up
Don’t let it sink back again
Down, down into the dark hole.
Its turning, turning turning,
Stop it, stop it and let it stand;
But let it burn ablaze to customary
Unless it gets its past back again.
How long will I suffer this way?
Forever returning back to the darkness;
Losing you always on the way.
How long, how long will you take my reason away?
Please do read and comment on my efforts if you find this post popping up anywhere near you :P
14 comments:
Reasoning; yes, it can be hard at times. I like this one as it conveys the difficulty quite well. Keep writing!!!
The light is there for your to turn on and off.
The darkness is the light of night and not to be feared but cherished as you see more in the darkness than you do in the light of day.
So let you fingers search for what you are looking for even if its just a light switch
So u gave it.
And u pulled it.
It couldn't make it as past.
You will suffer as long as u write about it..
But the reason.. Do others have reasons..!
Time.. It can help rejoining or forgetting...
wow!!jaata!
Wow... loved the structure there. The repetitions struck hard and gave whole new meaning to the poem. I just hope its not visceral.
Nothing is permanent in the world, not even sadness. But the trance of ambiguity is one of the worst situations to be in.
Strong writeup.
Some questions are better not asked...their answers could be harsher.
u r awarded n tagged at my space...chck it out!!!
@ Brosereview
Hey thank you. :)
@ Walker
This is just a new string of thoughts that you gave me...
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@ Randeep
I just don't know!
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