seemakhera (Aanamika 805)

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My Life - Poem by seemakhera (Aanamika 805)

Darkness in the room, as dark as night;
My life was darken, as dark as twilight.
Dark was the dream, darken than than my might.
Dark was the birth; darken than the midnight.
Dark was the man, as dark as his deeds;
No one came for my help, when I was in need
I was in the death bed, deadly my disease was,
Death was waiting for me, as I was waiting for death.


Comments about My Life by seemakhera (Aanamika 805)

  • Rookie - 0 Points Siddharth Singh (10/24/2009 6:44:00 AM)

    There seems too much darkness in your life,
    but a day will come when bright light shall shine.
    And even death will have to surrender you as
    life would be waiting for you with open arms.
    Nicely written. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Shyam Balaji (12/29/2008 2:21:00 AM)

    good poem....think u must hv been so upset while writing this poem...dis poem cud be a good companion to anyone while being sad...but y so sad? ? ? ....nice peice...tc. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Sarah Sisson (12/13/2008 11:27:00 AM)

    That is so dark and sad....lovely wording (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Sarah Sisson (12/13/2008 11:27:00 AM)

    That is so dark and sad....lovely wording (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 243 Points Palas Kumar Ray (12/9/2008 11:34:00 AM)

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    Certain Time is painted with the hues of blues.I share your pain Anamika.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 4, 2008



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