Poetry – Page 2 – Youthopia

We are not far

Years after we met, Many things were there to share, spare and understand. As it happened 4 years ago, It’s

ENDLESS Writhing in pain, Of disbelief, The agony Replaced the guilty relief In darkness A life hovers, A future

I weep discreetly, it’s like someone is squeezing my heart out, I don’t know for how long I’ll be able

Turning to the phase in life of a girl When cheeks turn red and eyes go pearl The day each

Time takes facials , From the Deep Dark Night Oh…; the crazy face for me , I borrowed Crackers Conflicts.

Something I need now to envelope myself, And I become invisible to this world, erasing… Fading, without a trace… Somewhere

The clothes I wear are tattered. My life is like this barbarous wind passing by I often perturb about this

Never take too long to say what ever you feel or else you’ll always regret it. I STARED AT

I have always found poetry a tad dry and music a tad frivolous hence I never identified myself as an

It happened on a dark stormy night, For a second when our tensed gazes met, And the longing confusion was