Friday, December 24, 2010

"..why she hates.."

Still confused,
to see her like this.
Why is she still mad at
her life like that?
Hates God but still she hopes,
Someone from the blue, 
would come in her life.
She endures every pain,
cuts herself, proof is 
the scars on her wrist 
but still in her eyes 
you can't find the mist..

P.S. thats not my hand(v__v) 
 

5 comments:

Alka Gurha said...

The pic is disconcerting..The poem beautiful.

Sumit Sarkar said...

Well written dear..
I hope every good things come to you in the forthcoming year...

"but still in her eyes
you can't find the mist.."

I love these lines...
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year in advance... :)

Valli said...

Sad poem..:'(
Always have hope that good days will come..:)

WINDOWLAD said...

May you have more love, peace and light in this time of the year my friend.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!^^

P.S. I have left something for you. Please click here.

GOD Bless!^^

~Kelvin

The17 YearOldNaive said...

Merry christmas to you too <3

Have a safe and happy holidayxo