A few people have written to me about the way I wrote my poems. I am extremely thankful for all the comments. Most mentioned abt how depressing my poems are and it does not seem to reflect the way I look. My only take for that is, "Never judge a book by its cover". Well, I am not saying I am a depress freak, neither am I saying I am living in heaven, off coz, in life there are ups and downs...some of those I have written co-relate to my life, others are observations or objects of my imagination.
Anyway, I tried to give a shot at writing a happy poem, A slip of happiness, but after writing it, I realise, its not all happy, probably thats how I see life, never truely happy, or maybe I dont appreciate life enough...whatever it may be, I suppose just read it and enjoy it!
I want to offer you my life
I want to offer you my soul
I want to offer you my being
For my passion for you is real
But all I can offer is a ray of light
A sip of hope,
A wish upon the star
A cup of happiness
For all I can offer you is
MY HEART
Well, in this poem we may see it in different aspect. I suppose when one reads it, one may think I am writing of my love for a guy, which is not true. It is written for my passion and love which is slowly depleting, especially after today.
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