The Ugly Truth Poem by Ankita Mitra

The Ugly Truth



Days go on...
Time never waits-
Sun rises again-
Even after so many sun sets!

Days go on...
But, memories will always alive-
Not so easy to forget that all,
All the time, it makes me survive!

I hate being grown up-
It ruined myself,
Now, i die everyday-
And no one left to help.

Surely, death never brings happiness-
It only made us cry!
It doesn’t matter-
Whether its a death of a person, or a RELATION-
‘cause, it already had bid us good-bye!


Parents taught us, not to be selfish in life-
But, experience tells-
Something else!

Time shows that-
We have to be, sometimes!
Sometimes we should-
Have to think of our own good!

May be my words are sounds like a so damn UGLY TRUTH-
Still, reality is reality,
We can never run away from this-
So, come on...
It’s time to be SELFISH!

Sunday, April 20, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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