...Motionless... Comments

This is how i feel sometimes.Helpless and weak its difficult to drag life on.Simple and beautiful.Loved it.

We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.'' P B Shelly it's one of your sweetest songs.

Welcoming despair day after day… While life is passing me by With every color turning to gray Till I even forget how to cry… beautiful lines.

motionless! ! ! it moves a lot inside :) sad but beaituful

great poem as always. you always get the exat emotion of mine. like you are in my head. and strangely that makes me relaxed even with the sad emotions. it's great to have them shared in a good sense of way not bad I mean.

Sometimes life turns into gray in order to sharpen our eyes so that we could understand the joy and beauty in the routines.

In our life, there are dawn and dusk come by turns. well penned! 10