They make me toss and turn at night
The unanswered questions in my mind
Probing me, at all odd times
For the solutions that am, yet to find
The confusion builds up each day
Some days I forget
And sometimes I regret
As I wake up every morning
I try to keep them at bay
Somehow they always, find their way
I ask myself about the plan,
To stop them from cropping up all the time
I mull and work my way through them
With the hope that soon everything will mend
Sunday, 24 February 2008
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5 comments:
The look and feel of the page has an extreme cooling effect which is just so gr8.
Loved the poem.
Thanks much.
Loved the look n feel...very soothing and fresh. Also....i loved the poem...very rhythmic and appropriate...keep writing!
thnks sutapa :)
really good one...i liked this the best till now!!
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