There Is No Answer..

There are times, when nothing comes out of a poet’s pen. Some call it the writer’s block,
I call it overwhelming of emotions…when you want to write so much at once, that you don’t know where to begin.
In such times, I write whatever comes to my mind at that instant. What comes out is usually a disaster.
To the reader it means nothing, while the writer has poured his heart out.
I don’t really know why I’m posting it…… but here’s one such disaster….

There Is No Answer…

Sit by the phone
waiting for someone to call
will anyone ever wonder, if I am alive or dead?
There is no answer…

Pick up the phone
in the middle of the night
who can I call?
There is no answer…

Slit my wrists
hang myself by the neck
who will regret or mourn?
There is no answer…

Ask myself
when all else fails
who will stand by me?
There is no answer…

Start crying
break down completely
who will wipe the tears?
There is no answer…

Sit in one corner
lingering on desperation
will someone give me a hug?
There is no answer…

Beg oblivion for mercy
start pleading thin air to stop and listen
who will give any reaction?
There is no answer…

Hate the world around me
expect love in return
will somebody understand?
There is no answer…

Comments

Stop crying and start living…
You and you alone is the cause of joy or sorrow…
Sad emotions very well expressed…

Accha hein……….But not the best one…….

Like reading it once…….

Anew idea…..

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