Why was i born?
If i was torn,
Was it on purpose?
to make me just a corpus,
Mom said i was a misfortune,
The perfect place for me is a coffin,
Got some beatings from Dad,
Was laughed at by some lad,
i turned sixteen,
looking forward to a guy aged eighteen,
Why did we make up?
When we had to break up,
Now i sit alone, helpless,
waiting for somebody, someone selfless
I know it'll never happen that I'm sure of,
Still, my hopes shall never shatter, as again, I'm in love.
It is two years from then,
When i was deceived again,
Why had this to happen?
As now I'm drunken,
Nothing to love and nothing to hate,
I shall say it's nothing but my fate,
I guess Mom was right all this time,
That I'm even worse than slime!
let me tell you one thing,
I'm in need of something to cling,
If you're kind,
Then I don't mind,
Let me hold your hand and feel free,
I know it'll never happen, as I see,
My future beholds,
Some mysterious folds,
I shall wait,
And wait for my fate.
I'm in need of something to cling, If you're kind, Then I don't mind, Let me hold your hand and feel free, As you yourself write at the end, some mysterious force is to come and lift me up from this state....... believe, pray to Almighty God...... God will send some human beings who is kind to lift u up. it is my experience and the experience of many...... thank you dear poet for this beautiful poem . here you are an important person and poet in Poem hunter. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent. Truly beautiful yet so sad. Great job.