Friday, December 15, 2006

too painful, else anywhere



Countless moons of loneliness,
just stars his blanket of care,
he lay alone, he wept in pain,
to the hatred he laid bare.

Believed a few in innocence,
just thought he should care,
but when he was to ever need them,
all they did was stand and stare.

He loved some, yes, he love some true,
and never knowin why, when, where...
but all he got was his heart toyed with,
and he just watched it burn and tear.

Give, he did, with his heart wide open,
for their love, as if it were a fare,
he gave and gave till it hurt within
and they said it was their just share.

Countless moons of loneliness,
just stars his blanket of care,
he's now happy someway, in all his pain,
...coz its just too painful, else anywhere.

-Pushkaraj Shirke


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