Monday, August 28, 2006

IS that you?
I thought you were warm and friendly.
But you have a stern face, You never seem to have cried.
Do you know how crying feels?

You know everything, dont you?
Can you tell me my future, I am scared.
Do you know how it feels when all you can see is black?
Can you see me? can you hear me? Do you understand what I say?
Then why cant I hear you?
Where is your voice? Will you kill me?
I am scared.

1 comment:

Saroja said...

Love u!

Is thr a specific context to that poem?