Burning Alive…..
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Loading ...I’m walking alone on a lonely street
In the cover of night
My shadow has forsaken me
There’s no one to stand beside
The moon-light falls ahead of me
But it draws away as I step near
I shrink back into the shadows
Afraid that it might just disappear
It’s not darkness, but abandonment
The last light leaving me, that I fear.
They’ve all left me alone
There’s no one there to remember me.
I smirk at my own insignificance
I laugh at my own unimportance
It somehow sets me free.
I can live as I wish
There’s no one to watch my every breath
There’s no-one who would cry or care
No one who would mourn my death
My angry fears just wanted a friend,
One in whose heart, I would find some place.
A person who would be waiting to see me
And not frown at the sight of my face.
As I walk, the street comes to an end,
But the end of my loneliness is not in sight
I’ve to find love fast!
Or else I won’t make it through this night.
Is there anyone out there
Who has love to spare for me?
Has anyone the heart to save a soul
Has a remedy to make my broken heart whole?
I want to live……
Can u help me survive?
But then again……
…… kill me if you want,
Don’t burn me alive………..
10 Comments
Very good poetry, the desperation which you have tried to show in the poetry has come out naturally and beautifully, and if I am not wrong this is one the rarer ones that you have used a bit longer sentences which have come out excellently…
Hi Apoorv, what do you think about your this poem. Is it good or so good…what is my mean to asking you this way? Wait for that, first, my comment on your comment about my comment on a long poem. So that’s my view, you can be agree with that or can not be agree. My rectification on format of poetry is that, I know that there are so many formats-so many types-so many so sos’…and what did you think, it is important but in poetry the most important is to transfer your thoughts into a poetic language and these poetic language has a rhythmic sound in itself, I think this is the soul of any poem, jise Hindi me kate hain ki, “Kavita me laya hona chahiye, shabdon ki jaadigari hona chahiye…..’ Now answer of my question, what I asked before and answer is…mitra Apoorv, read your own poem. Your poem obviously represents my words. You wrote such a good poem. Thanks for comment…..SHESH PHIR!
what versatility bro.
“I’ve to find love fast!
Or else I won’t make it through this night.”
everybody needs love to help them to go through the lows and the highs and reach their destiny..just another masterpiece from you.
Cheerio.
when you immerse yourself in the loneliness….embrace it as you would other happy moments…then you find yourself and it sets you free….
you write with an amazing insight and profundity for your age…well done and i hope your ink never dries 
i like this one. the hidden pathos of modern man that have no solution as they are related to society and human existence. you think good. and you always need to think more.
I laugh at my own unimportance
“it somehow sets me free.” strikes.
The poem imbued with sadness serves the purpose of poet.
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