Saturday, May 12, 2007

NUMB


Bed of roses or thorns by stem
I lay flat merely dressed
Y does it hurts when I was born for the same
Still cry with all words to blame
Seek for help
From every quarter and shed
Bed of roses or thorns by stem
I lay flat merely dressed


Waiting for the blossom to take away my rest
At least that helps me to forget the jest
Bed of roses or thorns by stem
I lay flat merely dressed


Who said lets seek together the nest
He will take your world at his best
Was the word of caution given by the guest
I let loose and gave all my best giving no heed to the rest
Bed of roses or thorns by stem
I lay flat merely dressed


Bandages ad stamped at the very heart
Human know hoe to hurt others
I m out of that cave
But it still hurts when you look at the nest
No one know it was going to be this fest
Bed of roses or thorns by stemI lay flat merely dressed

2 comments:

Joy said...

i really like this one :D!

sushant said...

I think that was one fabulous poem..