Geetha Jayakumar

Bronze Star - 6,738 Points (Kerala Palakkad)

All Alone!


It is very difficult to smile,
In the midst of storms.
It seems that peace left,
Long time ago.

Why the pain can't flow out along with tears.
Why the mind is living in midst of fear very often.
Why the fear is killing me inside.
Louder I cry but all alone I find.
Whom to share.
Why the heart ache is so painful,
Though the tears fall helplessly.

Why each day is killing me deeply
It seems that pain is like cancer to me
Neither I can cut it nor I can treat it
As it already infected my blood and cells all over.

Why to live a life in hell.
The question arise
For whom to live
Why to bear so much pain....
Is it to keep the breathe alive?

It gives a deep pain
Especially when one swallows injustice.
It is rightly said
On the path of truth you find all alone.
All alone one has to swim across the river of hurdles!

©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED BY GEETHA JAYAKUMAR 2014
©Copyright 2014

Submitted: Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Topic of this poem: alone

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  • Gold Star - 20,492 Points Akhtar Jawad (7/20/2014 5:54:00 PM)

    It gives a deep pain
    Especially when one swallows injustice.
    It is rightly said
    On the path of truth you find all alone.
    All alone one has to swim across the river of hurdl
    Go on marching on the path of truth, soon you will listen to many footsteps behind you. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 18,098 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (6/14/2014 9:06:00 AM)

    A poem in a difference and the loneliness and related sadness is understandable and the pain effected is also a case of pessimism which is beautifully told by the poet in her poem and liked it. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,618 Points Ken E Hall (5/26/2014 5:10:00 PM)

    Great poem on the dreaded loneliness and the cells of the body affected, funny last night I was reading Deepak
    Chopra's Quantum Healing which has all the answers for the poem...regards (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,618 Points Ken E Hall (5/26/2014 5:10:00 PM)

    Great poem on the dreaded loneliness and the cells of the body affected, funny last night I was reading Deepak
    Chopra's Quantum Healing which has all the answers for the poem...regards (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,232 Points Tajudeen Shah (5/11/2014 4:51:00 AM)

    Well, dear poet, your words and expressions rightly bear the inevitable despondency and invariable pain of all the living mortals on this beautiful planet. Problems must duly be revered with solutions that bear an apt benefit too. when you say, Neither I can cut it nor I can treat it
    As it already infected my blood and cells all over... i must remind you that the telomere is something predesigned by nature to destine every cell life; longevity is determined on that factor in physical life, whereas fate is a kind of a shadow which follows us all till we eliminate it with the absolute stretch. As matters are this much obvious why should one keep brooding over the fleeting misgivings of daily life! ? .. Na. Cheers. God Bless. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 5,181 Points Lyn Paul (5/4/2014 2:15:00 AM)

    Dear Geetha, You give so much of yourself I wish I could sit with you with a fine cup of tea. Deepak gave great wisdom with his words that I hope will bring you strength. Thank you so much for bringing us all together. X (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 573 Points Shahzia Batool (4/29/2014 11:30:00 PM)

    Hi Geetha, The state of staying all alone makes equally strong too...you feel confident more than ever before when you see that the river of hurdles you have crossed all alone...your line cut is quite significant for your theme! apologies for visiting so late, but a nice visit it is! (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 2,868 Points Rohit Sapra (4/29/2014 9:18:00 AM)

    Life is never easy and sometimes as ordinary humans we just have to tolerate the pain which it gives us. To be honest felt sad reading this poem. Please do not lose hope ever and I really do pray that things do get alright for you. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 6,292 Points Salini Nair (4/29/2014 4:18:00 AM)

    On the path of truth you find all alone.
    All alone one has to swim across the river of hurdles! very true
    but it echoes some pain............ like it (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 14,668 Points Deepak Kumar Pattanayak (4/26/2014 1:15:00 PM)

    Yes alone and alone you have to walk the path of truth.........Geetha..........it stings.....It teases....even it brings you
    to the verge of breakdown of nerves.......tastes your patience and you lose if you submit and you win if you fight
    though you have to have faith keeping it alive till the last minute........feelings well expressed....... (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,553 Points Dinesh Nair (4/26/2014 6:43:00 AM)

    Strong with fine rendering and much alive facts Geetha. The poem ponders over the life of all here and there, now or then and what for and what for not...
    The saga goes on despite the ordeals and reverses...
    Here is a 10 for you. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 15,138 Points Valsa George (4/24/2014 7:17:00 AM)

    The poem is the outcome of one of your bitter moods, I suppose...! Come out of it first.... Show your resilience as before, Geetha! A very touching write and the tone is depressing! (Report) Reply

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