Between a yes and a no,
there are only lies,
false propositions and broken cries.
between a yes and a no,
there is only illusion,
a sly cry,
and final good byes.
between a yes and a no,
there are too many storms,
that stir up pins,
that pierce your wings.
you cant fly.
you'll get lost in storm.
no self control,
faces deceive you.
its the high ride,
where we all are self proclaimed winners.
between a yes and a no,
there is a fever,
measures right upto a zero,
sending chills up your spine.
between a yes and a no,
there are cracks that speak,
of the things that are called the in betweens.
between a yes and a no, there are cracks that speak elegant verse, shruti. keep this thinking ink alive.10/10 for this composition.
very fine poem , I like it, thanks. go on writing. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you all for reading :)