My Babel Poem by JAIDEEP GARG

My Babel

Rating: 5.0


A confusing noise surrounds me all the time
That noise of yours or mine
A noise of freedom or a noise of rebel
But I call it my Babel



A fog of Babel surrounds me this time
I can hear but I am blind
A Babel to call you my diary or my friend
I feel light when I share my thoughts to my diary
And a Babel arise when I call it my 'dear diary'



I feel honored when I talk to my friend
And a Babel arise when I call you MAM

I am wet in my emotion rain
And I stand alone in this strange land

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Adriana Ellis 02 December 2009

I really liked this poem so i decided to give you a 10

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Dr Rajesh Kumar Vaid 14 November 2008

This is a beautiful poem, a peom from the heart of young man, with all the cacophony of the unrequited love, this poem serves to momentary give a clarity, that allright, there is still confusion!

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Seema Chowdhury 21 September 2008

i am wet in my emotional rain....... excellent expression.

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Priya Arora 18 September 2008

Good one...You deserve 10 for that

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JAIDEEP GARG

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mathura u.p, india
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