somebody made this poem on me ....
A confused girl with curly hair,
Thinks she's sure, but never quite there.
One day she stands up and says she's fine
And then starts cribbing the very next line
She feels she's complete all by herself,
Needs no soul to accompany or help
Then she picks her phone and calls a friend
Dare he be busy! she feels but pretends
'Its allright' she says...'nothin serious'
I dont need anyone....now isnt that obvious
But now its interesting....what does she do
Grows harder outside, inside she does moo
She knows she depends but that then offends
Which one of these are you?
She likes to believe she 'is' what she would like to 'be'
Alas! my friend....ideals are far away from thee.
Rather cry out loud on feeling sad
than arguing within that this is bad
Wouldn't it be better to just be yourself
Right and wrong and heaven and hell
Theories these are one never knows
what hurts more...a thorn or a rose?
4 comments:
this is simply awwwwwwwwweeeeeeeesome.....
(no wonder its not one of urs ;) ....jus kiddin yaar).
I completely agree to all that he has written bout u in this poem.
i agree with indrani that its awesome........ in a childish way............the rhyme scheme is mind blowing...:P.........but the lines self sustain and do not require any more clarification.............for people who have and have not known sayali...........added advantage for people who have known her is they can guess the name of the one who has written this
my god...
a thorn or a rose..
who is this???
tuch lihilays ka sayali???i can think of no one so mature.. :)
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