Saturday, August 31, 2013

Why Do I

Why, Pencil and paper, Question



















Why do I often find myself alone even in a crowd.

Why do I laugh often but don’t really enjoy it.

Why do I sleep often and still feel tired.

Why do I astray often, even without a reason.

Why do I feel often like a shadow,

Of my old self with no life of its own.

Why do I feel often, like those foot prints on sand,

Trailing behind till you get far enough,

Waiting to be washed away in the waves of time.

Don't remember when I lost sight of myself,

But this I know that

I have miles to go and smiles to spread. 


by Algo

7 comments:

  1. Even I have something written on those lines.. Not up on my blog though!!! But, well written ..

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  2. Wonderful piece of writing. That's how sometimes I feel...

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  3. Rahul... Poetry is certainly your forte,There is soul in your lines.All the best

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freedom of expression is yours, use it......

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