Is This Magic Or A Curse!
Walking on the glassed floor,
With mirrored walls on either side,
I look down thro' the floor,
To see the dark hallow space,
Giving an eerie look.
Is this magic!
As I move hastly thro' the corridor,
I see your reflection at the other end.
I run to get hold of you,
I want to talk to you, baby,
But you vanish before I get to you.
Is this magic!
I wake up with a startle,
When bright light strikes my eyes,
Its morning,with a terrible hangover,
With you haunting my dreams,
I can never get anything right.
Is this a curse?
As days pass without you,
with alcohol taking its control,
hangovers changing to migraines,
With smokey images hanging around me,
making me brood a lot over your loss.
Is this magic or a curse?
Oh baby! Come back to me.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|premlatha (184.108.40.206) -- Wednesday, March 3 2004, 12:25 pm|
|smriti (220.127.116.11) -- Wednesday, March 3 2004, 12:42 pm|
nice poem but still more to go venom.good luck for yr future
|Nisha (18.104.22.168) -- Thursday, March 4 2004, 06:33 pm|
I know u r a good writer. keep it up.
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