- A Show Stopper -

I, an avid reader and writer, write poems that are usually an escape, a way to express my feelings and somethings that are often not spoken off.. This blog has those poems I wrote, some I liked, some random and mostly those which helped me...in a hope, they help you too.. :) --Yours truly, Jazz.


Thursday, February 09, 2012

Have You?

This is one poem I wrote last week..I found it quite true to its nature..and I hope you do too.


Have you ever felt the way I have?
When you take a deep breath
And put your fingers through his hair..
Search for those crazy eyes,
You lose yourself into.
You take a deep breath...
And remember..
When you felt complete,
At peace with yourself..and with him.
Someone you had waited for,
Since quite a long time.
And you'd felt safe..
Secure.. Protected.
When you put your arms around him
Or when he touched your cheek..
Or when he told you
He'd never do justice to someone like you...

Have you ever felt the way I have?
When, like a fool,
You accepted it,
Gave in everything you ever had.
Told him you liked him,
No matter what.
Tear trickles down your face.
You realise
You have been dreaming all along.
Such stuff never exist..
Or maybe you feel you don't deserve any of it.

Have you ever felt the way I have?
When you looked at your friends,
Wondered why was it
That they got everything they wished for?
And you can't even have that one wish
You put your heart and soul into?
Why was it,
That they always had their family
as well as their friends by their side?
Did I do something wrong?
Have I missed something?
The one day when you felt you won
That the very next, you lost everything?

Have you ever felt the way I have?
When you looked back,
You saw absolutely no one.
Even the ones who promised?
The ones that vowed to never break your trust..
And you have never ever felt
Such intense pain in that tiny little heart of yours?

Have you ever felt the way I have?
So...open..naked.
Like you have nothing left to say.
Everything taken away from you
And you're left all alone.
Maybe you never knew him at all.
But you did blurt out all your secrets,
Didn't you??

This had to happen, I say.
When was the last time,
God let anything nice happen to you?
That fragile piece of you,
Taken away, stolen.
And you're clueless what to do?

Tear trickles down your cheek
And you remembered the last time
You felt cared...
The feeling that nobody needs you now.

Have you ever felt the way I have?
Have you?

3 comments:

Sumanyu said...

WOW
hey jazz are you on fb?
i kinda like the way you write
it'll be good to know you ;)
thanks :D

Unknown said...

Hello..
Um, thanks! Sorry, but I'm not on facebook. We'd rather keep in touch through both our poem-writing hobbies!!

Sumanyu said...

hey jazz
i need to talk to you
is there any way i can contact you?