Drawing out self from the clutter of obnoxious thoughts
Tumbling down the abyss of unanswered ifs and buts
Soul reeking of suppurating ego, lust, greed and hate
Head sinking down in shame for the perfidious fate
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The title is, to some extent, contrary to the thoughts articulated. The poem, nonetheless, is beautiful. Particularly the last four lines I liked very much.
An impressive and imaginative write. Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing.
I hope my progeny would take care of them all They must sail through troubles-big and small. Verily, a good memoir.
I count the days in fractions of seconds I don't wish to leave now my foes and friends Their whims and fancies I always cherish in my heart To them must I must thank when from this life I would depart- It is like singing the glory of life, living its seconds and minutes, thanking those who have filled those moments, both friends and foes and making the life what it is today! A beautiful poem, great work.Thank you for sharing.
The title of the poem is misleading, this is not aimless at all. You have poured down all you feel inside. Indeed an impressive n imaginative write.
fascinating piece of art...full of facts that sometimes we're too afraid to put in words 'Unfortunate were they who failed to leave their marks' it seems like it's the goal that we're all aiming at...unfortunately only few reach it
I don’t wish to leave now my foes and friends Their whims and fancies I always cherish in my heart To them must I must thank when from this life I would depart. Great thoughts. Thank you AKP