A phonebook and cell memory full of contacts,
But no one to call when you desperately want to speak your heart out.
Such is life...
A million bucks to spend, and no friend to blow it with,
When you had that someone, you were too busy trying to make an extra buck.
Such is life...
At times I think homosexual relations make sense,
The depth of emotions of each gender can only b understood by another of the same kind.
We fight over our differences and keep expecting to be understood.
Such is life…
The very son who dotes on the mother,
Becomes devoted to the wife in days so few.
The mom still prays for him.
Such is life…
You crib about the bad things,
And then you adjust to living in situations worse.
Your optimism and energy disappear with time.
Such is life…
When everything is wrong the smallest thing brings delight,
Something that goes unnoticed in rosier times,
Becomes the single reason to live for.
Such is life…
Good things don’t really happen to good people,
Though we would sure like to believe so.
The wicked and wayward laugh more often.
Such is life…
You smile for the world,
And show you really don’t care.
But you nurture the hurts within you…
This is life...
Happy Halloween :-)
-Lonely Princess
Completely insane, bluntly stated, funnily accurate, very subjective, surprisingly universal. The story could be about me, about you or about nobody. Philosophy, rants, opinions, trivia or gyaan. This is me! And this is Life... You can love it, you can hate it. But you can't forget it! Welcome dear reader! Your dull, lonely days are over... Coz Princess is here! Cheerio!
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2 comments:
Spledid! Wat a deep thought.. This was a trip to the basics of life, things that are sad, but true..You are sucha thoughtful person..Incredible..
Thats a very lovely poem Anuja :)
"The very son who dotes on the mother,
Becomes devoted to the wife in days so few.
The mom still prays for him.
Such is life…"---dont you dare scare me again :) ...i plan to love my mommie forever
P.S:Anuja can you please remove word verification and instead just approve comments. makes it easier to comment :)
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