Pushed, shoved, slammed
Poked, yelled at, damned
And I am still here
Helpless, wordless, choice-less
I have nothing to hold
No bars, no poles, no stands
And you asking to leave!
Leave what? The pint of shameless life that remains within?
I begged, borrowed and stole
To fill up that bottomless hole
Punctured in my heart
Drilled down into my soul
But then, you ask me to give up
Give up what?
The esteem-less, half hearted attempt to live
I seriously have noting to give, neither up or down!
I cant ask you to wear my shoes
Sole-less due to friction
Rubbed to kiss the ground everyday
and I am what I wear!!
I cry to be forgiven
I beg for a second chance
I kneel down to be heard
I kill my respect for your audience... for nothing that I have done
And you tell me I am good!
Also that I should look out for better
Tell me my friend will you wear a torn thrown shoes?
Because I am the same!
It's You who can wear, who can shove
It's You can say 'not wearing it anymore'
But am one who is made to be walked upon
so, I cant walk away on my own!
I get it you know
I am no crown to sit on head
I am no sweater to be hugged upon
But shoes that I am... I kiss thy feet everyday
And feel grateful that you wore
Oh! that pride when you Walk in me!!
Thus I can never go....
Unless you kick and give it a throw
'cause I cant walk away on my own!!
I can't move away on my own!!
Showing posts with label pain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pain. Show all posts
Friday, March 15, 2013
The shoes!
Saturday, August 11, 2012
The jigsaw
The pieces I join, no not of the jigsaw
Some big chunks, some tit bits here and there
I search each of them, for making a bigger picture
What are they I wonder, so badly torn to bits
With shredded and scratched parts
So badly beaten and torn apart
Some places I could feel the pulses
Some places had been smeared with tears
What could have gone so bad for these bits
To be so badly hurt and in pain
As if it was speaking my heart
And reflecting my inner self
Then, when I was mid way to joining
I realised what it was
Then I knew why it reflected me
My pain and wound so beautifully
I was joining together my own heart, torn in 1000 pieces
And trying to sew it together without knowing how badly torn I was!!!!
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