Anubhav gupta

Rookie - 32 Points (aug.08,1995 / kanpur)

The Embarrassment - Poem by Anubhav gupta

and there I was in front of my table, sitting
writing... thinking... writing,
questions arising, what in me am I keeping
who I am and where I am
what should I do, where should I go
what I need,
oh nothing i know.

Something made me stand,
I was feeling so bitter
and I burst my fist into the wall mirror.
Smash and pieces on the floor.
Me still pissed off,
blood on my hand.
I go for another shot,
more hard this time.
I don't know, what was going in my mind
I sat back again.
eyes started to rain.
And I penned
all embarrassment i felt.

Topic(s) of this poem: anger

Comments about The Embarrassment by Anubhav gupta

  • Rookie - 160 Points Hira Ahsan (5/5/2014 2:31:00 PM)

    Its always good to vent it out...good sort of catharsis..anwiety is well portrayed! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 5, 2014

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