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Hour Glass

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English Poetry

Worn out
Jaded
Torn

Like a leaf
That is fallen
From a branch

Tired
Tomorrow
Out of sight

No light
A path so fogged
I feel bogged

Days…
As they go on and on
The sand sifting through the hour glass

I wake up every morn
With a faint glow
And try to shine like the sun

But right now feel worn out
Jaded
Torn

9 Comments

  1. shalu says:

    Hey that is one brillant one Parikshit:)

  2. ULHAS says:

    Wow….superb………you have brought in a gem in the race…today’s beautiful poems race…..

    Stars = 4

  3. dr.paliwal says:

    Very nice parikshit,
    It is outstanding.

  4. seema says:

    Very nice…crisp and meaningful…Good poem.

  5. VishVnand says:

    How to tell you how much did I enjoy.
    Very serene & nice feeling like you are at ease and just watching an hour glass.

  6. rajdeep says:

    gr8 Parikshit ji
    how long
    where were u dear
    loved reading it
    and u r back

    • Parespeare says:

      @rajdeep,
      i was out of mumbai for 12 days
      came back yesterday
      and these thoughts just flowed out of me
      somehow it is difficult to write when you are in
      the working phase
      -:)

  7. Preeti Datar says:

    I hope the clouds part and bring you the sunlight! Glad you’re back 🙂

  8. medhini says:

    Short and sweet and a
    wonderful poem.

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