Static Poem by Magic Box
Static
A deep sigh!
The crawling time spits back,
Eyes wither, crumbles between,
The endless memories,
Played over and over!
And the despicable sight,
Of a life, like a bound book,
And its loosen bind!
Pages flying around aimless,
The perfect chaos,
To ponder in and out,
I hear an unknown sparrow sing,
For life that has not lost,
God!
My hands are empty!
My voice is broken!
My mind is torn!
Between my dreams and goals,
Between my faith and state
Between my self and face!
I'm sorry!
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If I had a choice I wouldn't!
When the route ends turn around different routes are open; need not be empty we will get fruits amply.This poem of despair is intensive.
Dear Aswath, if you are again writing any such poems, I will not comment on it..Write some positive or Inspirational poem so that it gives the readers too a great message..You are future leaders of the country, if you sing melancholoy songs what will be the outcome..Please do come with some beautiful poems, so that it spread the light of wisdom..Am sorry, if am too harsh in my comments..
.... And yet another death poem is in your mind! Be dynamic Aswath for a little longer and go for a subdued outlook at these fantasised woes queuing up somewhere. About turn!
And the brave is one who firmly has power to remove the gap b/w abstract and concrete. but often it occurs...nicely presented poem of your static feeling :) keep on sharing
Engulfing despair! Often we feel like this.You expressed your the then feelings nicely.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 12:37:13 AM # 1.0.0
~we have all choices in life we despise some but its all is part of knowledge of ours life ~