Vents of my life

 

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Sometimes, I realize,

 

How much I have wasted,

How many tears I have shed,

How many nights I have cried,

How many feelings were bribed,

How many moments I have wasted,

For those uncaring souls

Who never ever mattered

Or needed to…

 

 

Sometimes I realize,

 

How much it did pain,

How useless was the gain,

How endless it did rain

How much I tried to be sane,

When life could have been crazy,

But I didn’t let it be free

For those things that never much mattered

But needed to…

 

Sometimes I realize,

 

How many vents I left unfilled…

How many depths I felt on a hill

How many smiles I forgot to smile

How I ran endlessly on the mile

When I could have rested

Let others be tested

For those whom I never mattered

But needed to…

 

 

Sometimes I do

Sometimes I need to….

 

 

 

© 2012

 

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Thanks for being with me in my journey through this paradox!

Love you all!

 

Remain entangled,

Enjoy our paradox!

 

 

 

 

 

 

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19 thoughts on “Vents of my life

  1. Rahul Ranjan says:

    nice poem. I felt that i’m rewinding the cassette of my life again. first two para was exactly what I had felt and done a couple of years ago.
    lovely poem and very nicely written.

  2. Feeling-ful and meaningful. Nice

  3. soumyav says:

    lovely pondering thoughts

  4. Easy Writing says:

    Excellent post. I enjoy reading your writing very much.

    Thank you for posting this. Have a great day. I’ll be back for more.

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