Treasure Island

Neela Nath

If Repetition

If repetition can make
falsehood true.
If to avenge on anyone,
you change your very 'you',
then, I wish not to come
in this beautiful poem hunter,
to be hunted time and again...
Never, never, never.
Tear rolls down
from a tearful heart,
as by a hunter my truth,
from my life is getting apart.
I cry, and try not
to write a single line!
But, when I lie
on my poem less spine,
I can't but stay,
with glum and strain.
And put them all,
in condensed pain.
It comes as poem,
and soothes my ear.
My sadness goes,
there stays no fear!

Submitted: Thursday, November 29, 2012

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  • Chandra Thiagarajan (12/28/2012 8:33:00 AM)

    .Oh! Such a magnificent write pouring your soul out.! Poetry is with you and will be so for ever.May God bless you.. (Report) Reply

  • Lyn Paul (12/27/2012 7:30:00 AM)

    Your words are very touching with so much to give in all of your words. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (12/25/2012 6:30:00 AM)

    This is a fantastic write! ! You should persue your heart's desire at all costs and never cast it aside for anyone else! !
    Let the New Year be one of great cheer for you....! This is my ardent wish for you on this Christmas! ! (Report) Reply

  • Thomas A Robinson (11/30/2012 2:10:00 PM)

    Poems are souls food.You wouldn't want to starve your
    soul to death like some evil degenerates would like to see
    happen. (Report) Reply

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