Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Pain

I do not know why,
I only want to cry.
Maybe because I was stabbed on the sly,
Which made my soul dry.

The night was drenched with rain,
When I walked unknowingly into the den.
Later, I was throbbing with pain,
Which made me insane.

I did not have a voice to raise,
Did it go for a 'graze'?
It is impossible to praise,
This memory, which I badly want to erase.


16 comments:

  1. wah! Have u wrote this???

    and yes, Welcome to Bloggers world.

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  2. Yes, Of Course I've written this. Thanks for the welcome !!

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  3. Bedit surprise re.....that was fantastic piece coming from a young heart...Keep writing. All the best!!

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  4. Keep writing... - Ulki

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  5. Hi Bedit, congrats for your first blog-post. I really liked it yaar. First two lines touched me most. Most strange feelings of the world is not knowing why we want to cry!

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  6. i dnt know what memory u want 2 erase..........but after reading that poem noone can erase it from their mind...it is awesome.

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  7. This is awesome dude.are we having a poet in making?and Congrats for your all new blog.keep blogging

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  8. Lovely poem...
    I can thoroughly identify myself with the pain you seem to have gone through.
    Keep doing the good work.
    Looking forward to your next post.
    God bless !!

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  9. Bedit, you seem to be an awe-inspiring poet. Nice choice of words. Keep Blogging !!

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  10. The poem is quite touching. I was so melancholic after reading it. It really touched my heart.

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  11. awsum poem........this poem depicts a picture of the pain of countless number of people in the world.........i really liked it..........

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  12. great poetry..!!
    keep writing more....

    all da best for ur blog

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  13. Lovely poem... Although it's filled with pathos, it was awesome to read. The feelings are real, that's for sure. Keep it up, Bedit !!

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  14. sometimes people unknowingly touch a chord in your heart. You have touched countless chords of my heart. keep the up the good work. JHAKAS!

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  15. I liked all your poems, Bedit. You are one aspiring poet to look out for. It was very nice to meet you at the Tolly Club. Your entry was the BEST.

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