What Doesn'T Kill You Makes You Stronger Poem by malini kadir

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn't mean I'm lonely if I'm alone
What doesn't kill you makes a fighter
Footsteps even lighter
Doesn't mean I'm over cause you're gone

How I wish I could follow that
Yet here I stood, with stood all;
Hoping to receive your friendship
Some how the perished time of life's hands
Have made me softer, shameless too
I would give anything to have a word with you

My feeble self; I hurt enough
As I self wished to torment
As justice to myself
A self dealt out punishment
But here I stand?
No quivering sit

With my eyes hollow
Wishing to carefree have hidden
Not let the truth
In words and actions speak
Let the worst of me you think......
you hesitation is more hurting then all you ever did

Perhaps you know it '
And this is what you wish
My subjugate self in tears beseeching
At your feet
ON my knees
Begging to be forgiven

For all the lies
To cut the ties
For your hand of casual
Jolly teasing is a joy
I would give..;
my self anything to hear...

Sin or no Sin
Win or no Win
This heart is not;
ready to loose you
Principles are good
He his place as close as ever has...

Yet you part of this heart
have been stagnant
You as slimy moss
In absence of the Sun,
your sunny smile
Still in its ripple

How do I to God explain?
How do I to you explainative say
It will not the lines ever cross
Give me just another chance
Raging fire; Not of passion
It is an affection so strong

Perhaps fate snatched my brother
And sent him far
and the blame game
Left his face so to my brother in law
resemble
I have you personified as friend
A secret friend
Longing to hold and have till the end

Yet god alone knows what
Goes your end
For you expect me to substitute him
I chose to see as you
In your absence?
Yet here I am....withering

Experiencing;
the greatest of emotions
defying time;
Defying place,
vulnerable
needing your friendship

tell me what must I do
to earn a place?
In your ever running heart?
Or is it that because I have won it
You will me at arms length keep?
Answer me my retreating heart

Which verse and poetry
Will you call this 'live roast? '
And will you now turn to your drink and say cheers!
And drown yourself in drinks?
Come let us direct deal with this matter
Pick the phone and give me a second

Please on my knees I you beseech...........

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Malinikadir