Rohit Sapra

(7 August 1984 / Gwalior)

Without Even Waving a Goodbye


Right now it is only sadness which exists in my life. Sorrow is when joy is missing and only suffering remains. Emotions just want to hate the process of being alive as the hurt is immense. Everyone is busy with their lives and has no time for me. Although, I am to be blamed for that since I am a useless soul. My existence is based on feeling depressed, even when I do not wish to feel so.
Suddenly now a silence has turned to be and no matter how much I try being happy, at the end I will always turn Blue. Have no friends and for me I am really a stranger. Whatever I do has no meaning due to my actual pain. Please, never believe me and always push aside because I deserve intense degrees of pain till I do finish my bodily functioning without even waving a Goodbye.

Submitted: Wednesday, February 19, 2014

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  • Geetha Jayakumar (2/20/2014 12:03:00 AM)

    Rohit, quiet depressed flow of words....
    A touching poem but filled with only pain, not even a single word of positive here..
    We cannot tell only sorrow remains, especially when we see some handicapped persons, or the people who are thinking will they get anything to eat, or will they have to sleep in hunger today...
    See the cancer patients, or some who are in the edge of death. They speak a positive words.
    So where we stand...
    Touching poem indeed..... (Report) Reply

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