Meenu Alex

What Shall I Call 'This Day'? - Poem by Meenu Alex

Things are falling apart
It had fallen apart already
who is to blame?
I cant be, this time, for i was willing to go on
i started dreaming
tal king
placed myself in that world
was it a fantasy world?
was i a romantic fool
who went wrong?
or where things went wrong?
is it money? may be
is it milk? perhaps
is it the homeo affair? sometimes
or is it the sum total of all these? well
why did it go this far?
why again this time?
who am i talking?
well ultimately it went with the dictum
man proposes
god disposes!

Comments about What Shall I Call 'This Day'? by Meenu Alex

  • Vipins PuthooranVipins Puthooran (10/5/2011 2:07:00 PM)

    I like this poem...if we dig a barren land, how can thirst a dropp of water.. It's as just as sharpening our arrows to stab the sky to ooze man proposes God disposes.... But ye written well, (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 3, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 5, 2011

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