My First Song Poem by siddharth soni

(It is not that i love to write on pain and suffering it's just that after getting yet another attack of claustrophobia i was feeling terrible. The feeling was intense so is my song. It is not a poem but a song the rhythm of which i had in my mind when i wrote this. may be one day when i will buy a guitar for myself i will sing this song)




And when you are down,
Looking for a crown.
Ask the god,
Why he has frown.

My heart is subtle,
My heart is soft.
Don’t shove,
It does groan.

Throw out the pain
Which I have got.
Give me the fruits,
Yes, seeds I have sown.

My soul is bleeding
My soul is lost.
Gasping for love,
It might drown.

Sad times are terrible,
Rankle your heart.
You do not know,
You have never moan.

Happiness is lovely,
Joy allures.
My heart gyrating,
Melancholy’s gone.

Enter the kingdom,
Times are true.
Nothing is banal,
Where love is overthrown.

Tell me almighty,
What is your state?
Are you shilly-shally?
On your son’s fate.