Chaitanya Dorwat

Rookie (19/3/1993, Male)

No Time Of Me.... - Poem by Chaitanya Dorwat

Love in me has dried up
in the sun of this reality
lone I'm stuck in these;
swamps of pain and sanity.

My stories die in me
but unburried they lie;
words silently moan
and my soul hiding it's cry.

Just when I wish for her;
sweet memories pass by,
and my smile with these memories
is nothing more than volatile.

Now her words though sweet
bruise my heart with its every beat,
now I'm lost in my talks and thoughts
and the sky has no time of me!


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 17, 2011


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