Tuesday, June 1, 2010

The fear...

The true time was always mine.
But it took so long to shine.
Why didn`t you come a little earlier,
I`d have had buried down a long ago, the ‘fear’.

It had been everywhere I went, everywhere I stayed
Every time I faced, I wished someone to make it fade.
My implore ended the day I saw you, a day to cheer,
When you daunted ‘it’ to knee, with your contemptuous sneer.

P.S. Someone suggested to try out with shorter notes.

4 comments:

  1. fear of being alone???? chandler ban gaya hai tu..

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  2. "Alone"!! >> chhhheee >> bad word !!

    "Philia" it is :P

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  3. and who is someone??? long poems are better...

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