Bilal Raja

Relapse

Physically, emotionally, mentally drained
I pretend to be happy; it’s meant to be changed
Feeling bitter now, “women to be blamed”
Poor, ugly, shy guys, when do we reign?

Tired body, mind and soul
This hand has been played, its time to fold
Love is whatever the finder’s told
I’ll take that as my sign to go

Never quite asleep, never really awake
Waiting to fail, another silly mistake
I yearn for sounds to heal this break
Does anyone else ever feel his ache?

My imagination is enough; I don’t need to see facts
So I feed the addiction, I craving to relax
Continually pushing until something in me snaps
I fall to my kneecaps, I’m having a relapse.

Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 10, 2009

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Comments about Relapse by Bilal Raja

  • Anthony Williams (6/17/2009 9:20:00 PM)

    the poem is so real, the feeling of being a nobody, feeling worthless, like you won't ever get better. The flow is solid and I'm now a fan!

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  • Surya . (5/13/2009 8:12:00 PM)

    interesting and beautifull lines.nice to read.posted 10 for u
    surya

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  • Vidyadhar DurgekarVidyadhar Durgekar (5/11/2009 11:42:00 PM)

    Interesting and enjoyable write..........

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  • rago rago (5/10/2009 9:41:00 PM)

    a good write..............to ponder on..........

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