Thursday, November 24, 2005

Of...

Of unfulfilled duties,
And unearned rights,
Of worthless works,
And stupid fights.

Of loveless affairs,
And heartless flings,
Of remorseless apologies,
And unattached strings.

Of untrue lines,
And mindless talks,
Of late realizations,
And retrospective walks.

Of unleashed potential,
And an unachieved dream,
A gushing river ending up
As a lifeless stream.

Of...

7 comments:

Shreyas said...

The words are wonderful. Esp. the ones in the last paragraph.

But why the despondency? You are still young, never mind the glasses :P

Nakul Mandan said...

Who says these words tell my story... I was trying to get into your shoes while writing this :P

tu aajkal likhta hi nahin hai yaar apne blog pe... why?

Diwaker said...

holy shit! YOU wrote THAT??!!!

IdeaSmith said...

Very interesting. I liked the second paragraph. And the title is remarkable...especially when this is the topmost post and one reads it just after your title.

Hoping to read more in this vein..

Anvita Thapliyal said...

plz buy jeet thayil's english ...u'll love it
a
PS: love poem btw

amitken said...

nice one :)

Gaurav said...

kya baat hai... yeh sab kab se?