Tuesday 17 April 2012

When world comes to an end …! - a poem


Breathing is an effort
Smile is pretend,
Words are irrelevant
Life itself is so vacant.
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When world comes to an end…,
Every dawn befall such a load!
Another journey starts to fake
Till the date ends,
It’s the tragedy of being alive
Among the dead.
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When world comes to an end…,
Every feat befits such wasted!
Hollow deeds have to be woven
Till the end of time,
It’s the comedy of the sweat
With empty rhyme.
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When world comes to an end…,
Every question crafts such a conceit.
Sense with no essence has to be felt
Till the death of being,
It’s the loyalty of the intruder
For the pity.
………………………………
When world comes to an end…,
Life proffers me adieu.
Tears with blush has to be giggled
Till the loss of faith,
It’s the royalty of love
For the death. 
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When world comes to an end…,
My heart averts to sense you.
A life ended with so much passion,
Some tears are still waiting for a new sun.
If only there would have been a sky  !!!!!!!
  

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