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Let the sun set while I go find that mother Clutching her unkempt child holding their grubby hands together. Hypocrisy at its best; Haven't I loathed her touch When she beseeched some alms? I need to find her again for I've felt like an inferior being while i reached out to drop a coin on that dented platter; And you caressed that child's stained cheeks; You smiled; The child smiled back. I could neither touch nor hold I couldn't smile For I have set my boundaries For you are a better being; And because I have proved,yet again Hypocrisy at its best. I need to find that mother I need to hold that child I need to prove a point I need God to set the sun So that darkness embraces me Albeit no one would recognize me; I need to set my soul free Of the guilt Of the remorse I need to set off in the dark Like a shadow To prove a point. All over again, Its hypocrisy at its best. |
this incident flashes in my eyes...but do u know what is the thing i remember the clearest about those 30 secs.... u staring at me when i did that... wont forget that feeling like i am being noticed by someone like u... someone worth ,at the moment, living for! u did a great work putting those 45secs into a great piece of poetry.... i just don't like the part where u blame urself (I need to set my soul free Of the guilt Of the remorse I need to set off in the dark Like a shadow) .... coz it is nothing to blame oneself for is it? | Posted on 2008-01-02 00:00:00 | by obaid | [ Reply to This ] | Awww. It sounds so sad and desolate. I love the emotion behind it. I hope that's not all of your life. I hope you have had many happy times. Really. I loved it. | | Posted on 2008-01-02 00:00:00 | by Draumrkopa | [ Reply to This ] | |