everyone who write poems please do share one of your original poem here or few lines of your poems...
my poem-title-"ALL ALONE"
Miles I have crossed,
And miles I have to go,
But the only thing I know,
That I will pass every path,
Howsoever far I have to go.
I was not alone before,
The pain was there,
But it hurts now more.
It seems to be so unreal,
That many a times I have faced this fear,
I am broken into pieces now,
And with every piece I feel so down.
These are few lines of my poem I have shared with you all.. Now Its your turn..
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everyone who write poems please do share one of your original poem here or few lines of your poems...
my poem-title-"ALL ALONE"
Miles I have crossed,
And miles I have to go,
But the only thing I know,
That I will pass every path,
Howsoever far I have to go.
I was not alone before,
The pain was there,
But it hurts now more.
It seems to be so unreal,
That many a times I have faced this fear,
I am broken into pieces now,
And with every piece I feel so down.
These are few lines of my poem I have shared with you all.. Now Its your turn..
Very nice! Keep on adding more!
As You Step Out of Your Doors Here We meet
I am the nameless, Your Little-known Street
Running Not Beyond A few Hundred Yards
When Did I Come -Nobody Knows and Cares !
History of People Lies Deep In My Ageless Mind
Their Unerasble Footprints Not Easy To Find
Seen the Growing Child Weaving Her Steps
On My Back -Breaking Free from All Cares
To Tread Her Path Which Bears No Address
In the Joy of the Walk Setting Her Own Pace!
I am the Chronicler of Births And Deaths
A Mute Yet Happy Witness of Joyful Events
Shedding Unseen Tears on Misery and Woes
This is My Unfinished Story- Not A Dull prose!
Lying eternally to Count -Beats of Your Feet
I am the Nameless-Your Little-Known Street.
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I am the nameless, Your Little-known Street
Running Not Beyond A few Hundred Yards
When Did I Come -Nobody Knows and Cares !
History of People Lies Deep In My Ageless Mind
Their Unerasble Footprints Not Easy To Find
Seen the Growing Child Weaving Her Steps
On My Back -Breaking Free from All Cares
To Tread Her Path Which Bears No Address
In the Joy of the Walk Setting Her Own Pace!
I am the Chronicler of Births And Deaths
A Mute Yet Happy Witness of Joyful Events
Shedding Unseen Tears on Misery and Woes
This is My Unfinished Story- Not A Dull prose!
Lying eternally to Count -Beats of Your Feet
I am the Nameless-Your Little-Known Street.
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