Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Fate

Resigned to the feeling
Of being heavy and soaked
Could not take any more

Bad blood
That’s what I earned
At the end of it all

Discarded after enough use
Tossed away to some street bin
Surrounded by strays

Even the impurity of your love
The bad blood was not for me…
Torn to shreds by conniving canines…

3 Comments:

Blogger A Desolated Soul said...

Happy Diwali nd a prosperous New year!!

4:19 PM  
Blogger Deadman said...

hello i guess you don't who I am but i know u... the poetry is not my forte but i will comment on the title...its like u have suffered or enjoyed something in the past couple of weeks but u r resigning urself to the clutches of fate...a person like me doesnt believe too much in fate or destiny but i sure do believe in creating it urself

7:00 PM  
Blogger Deadman said...

hello i guess you don't who I am but i know u... the poetry is not my forte but i will comment on the title...its like u have suffered or enjoyed something in the past couple of weeks but u r resigning urself to the clutches of fate...a person like me doesnt believe too much in fate or destiny but i sure do believe in creating it urself

7:00 PM  

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