Lesson is learnt in the poem
there are very few things that rhyme
others are just felt to be rhyming
the one those are felt on beats
may be on the lower heeds
referring to something else
that is nothing but weeds
Some people in your life
comes as they might be
the right person, the right friend
the one you can trust
at least you think
that you can speak
when you feel dejected
when you are hurt
when you have no one
so that the extra burden
on your heart eases out
Those some you search for
those some which you look for
those some whose company
makes you happy make you change
your state of mind
those some who change
your behavior, your outlook
You recognize them truly
when it happens to you
when it comes to you in life
when you reach out
and want to hold them abreast
to cry and stay calm
But when you find most
people of them makes fun
not only in the lightest of times
but the time when you feel
the gravest of your needs
then you think about those
who hurt you in your life
don't even know us
or want to hurt us
but these are your friends
those you searched for
those you looked for
This is the time you trust
on them is now finished
you feel more dejected
by these great friends
than the one who hurt you
Some of them were not the same
they want to flow with the crowd
They did so cos they dont want
to stand away from the crowd
this makes them feel so proud
Now the trust will never arise
like a cat blessing a mice
Now you know there are very few
very very few who are yours
There is a lesson that is learnt
Never trust anyone , never ever
better say never expect good
even from your own
Lesson is also given by the poem
there are very few things that rhyme
others are just felt to be rhyming
The one those are felt on beats
may be on the lower heeds
referring to something else
that is nothing but weeds.
The music of language, intricate rhyme schemes, elegant phrases, vivid images - the art of poetry is enough to inspire many to write it. Poetry is the practice of creating artworks using language. What could be a better way than discovering the music inside yourself than Poetry? Words are the soul of any rythm, any sort of music.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Trust Distrust
-By Sunil Kumar