Who cares for me now
Like the falling leaf
Like the drops of rain
Like the touch of wind
I conceived a world inside me
Some virgin moments
No illusion
No magic
Only for me
I am now what I am
Dancing in the banquet hall
With hollow perspective
Empty for others
No glass will waiting
No any moments
No bus will stop
No heart will blossom
I am Empty as I am
What an imaginative poem! Just love the original and creative approach, Raju
hhhmmmmm..nice one..when ur alone and feeling lonely, just write anything n ur page, u will notice, after some drops of sweat, u can find happiness...that is poetry dear...smileeeeeeeeeeeeee
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
amazing metaphor of self...