Monday, December 24, 2007

You killed my guitar

Giggling for dresses, murmer for wallet,
Mr. X attiring me to monks and prophets,
eyes staring, stamping me genius
and, playing my guitar...
Oh, you said "it is so heinous"

GO, get away,
why don't you leave me alone?
Over your screams,
Over your handshakes...
I am happy staying cold and stone..
Just leave me alone

I smiled for you, Played my guitar,
those chords of mine,sang out my heart
Yeah, those favourite chords of mine,
sang out my heart.

Dreams are of... no worth to you,
Lemme stay cold..Leave me in blue

Your spooky gossips scare me now
would never explain you,
Why, What and How..

no books, no hats,
no dragging in your zone
Go get away,
why don't you leave me alone


Intriguiging Answers said...

A very dark poem which reflects u being honest to ur feelings.....loooking forward for more ....must confess becoming ur fan....why don't people post their comment....Perhaps they don't understand

falcon said...

@ Intriguing answer..
I must confess I didn't understand!!!

Samantha said...

Keep up the good work.


लोहा, लक्कड़, ताला, चक्कर घिच-पिच कर के बैठा है बाहर से चमचम करता है दिल अंदर से ugly है मौसम, पानी, सात समंदर गलियों गलियों घूमा है...