Hold my hand and walk me through life,
It's dark and lonely and alone I strife.
To survive
Wake me up, I've been sleeping too long,
Living in a dreamscape where I don't belong.
It's been long
Whisper a song into my ears,
And rid me of all my fears.
Wipe my tears
I'm fading away, call my name,
I'm forced to play life's unfair game.
It's insane
Open the door and let me in,
Let me find the light within.
Help me win
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6 comments:
wow yaar this ws great.. muje nai pata tha tu itna acha likhti hai.. cool yaar.. it ws really touching..
sxi poem man
Great stuff
there is only one who can help u win .
and thats none other than "THE YOU"
U AND UR CONCIOUS SELF TOGETHER MAKES "THE RASHVEEN".
well i have no doubts of ur poetry skills....
hey pankaj..that was gud dude..thanxs much
Nice poem mate! Good flow..
nice little poem..!
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