Cursing Myself Poem by Aditya Pathak 'particle'
Cursing Myself
The winds blow rather rush away,
Follow a path, or the blind man’s way.
Somebody go and stop it at least
Before it’s over and flown at ease.
Going to hell or heaven you choose,
With the light of life, now going loose.
Fighting with dears and tears in eyes,
There was I standing without lies.
Time rolls and memories fade on the way
But the wounds by love are never away….
bhai, , i shud say that there is a serious problem, , , although the poem is awesome, , as always.... but u know i hav a feelin that u've had a break up or sumthing this mite be the reason y u r writing in ths dejected way, , , melancholic pensive xpresions of a person just got through frm a break up...
Hey ADI that's AWESOME! ! ! ! ! ! ! I should say u r a gr8 writer.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/4/2024 3:22:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Time rolls and memories fade on the way But the wounds by love are never away…. ...so true....and so nicely composed....well done, Aditya....10