Tuesday, May 19, 2009

HER OWN ......... by jupinderjit singh

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She lived !

only to die,
another day

In someone else’s arms
And alien tears on her cold cheeks

tears, that were , may be, of someone
“truly and only” her own

of those, who thought

She was, “theirs”,
“Only”, theirs

But, she had survived
That day, that moment

Her hand
Dozens of sleeping pills

That were
Grabbed and thrown away

By the one, who was
Truly and only, her own
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3 comments:

tejbir said...

death is the only truth every one faces.God sends us here for a few moments and wishes us sweet dreams!we in that dream want to make it real and suddenly when we wake up after death , the whole life we lived in our dream is seen as a movie! and we say again i was foolish.we again stand in the next queue telling our self i will do better this dream ! i cant help doing things differently as it is destined to be so.....

Mampi said...

"alien tears on her cold cheeks" gave me goosebumps

bindu singh said...

One has to die again n again to re-live the precious phase of life.......I repeat 're-live the precious phase of life'.....close ur eyes , throw yourself in the open sky , feel the freedom and spirit before u fall and die to 're-live'