Thursday, May 28, 2009

Maze


Where do I go?In whom do I confide?


My world is falling apart,How do i face the coming tide?


The uncertain future, and the bygone past


The present is least beckoning....Did I make my decisions too fast?


I feel so stifled, I don't fit this mould


There is so much more to me, I wish I could just unfold.....


Any yet, I live on,


and try not to moan


Surrounded by people


and yet so alone......


1 comment:

  1. hey nice 1........the best thing abt the poem i guess is dat ppl can relate to it, atleast i could....keep posting......will keep chkin dis blog for updates :-)

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