A new year
begins
with a blast
of fun...
in the sky...
but
not for all...
I saw,
the moonless night...up
behind fun
so dark
from inside...
The first night...
has secrets
in its mind...
has tears
and pains...
look...
they are dancing
in rain...
and here
someone is
cutting vein...
does hurting a heart
give pain?
and
breaking a heart???
.........................................
.........................................
the night smiles...
the curse...
the black
says, "come on"
this is life
which 'can cut a heart
by a
sharp knife...
The first night
bleeds pain...
while cutting
the vein...
someone cries...
shouts...
"life is a bluff
stop this game...
because...
I'm having pain..."
The night
becomes black
its bloody smile
becomes laughter...
It says,
"It's the curse
of life...
It's the curse
of heart...
It's the curse
of love...
It's love
brings you
to hurt...
Meaningless
is love...
which cuts
the heart...
So,
forget love
and
avoid being hurt...
The truth
of life...
"Don't die...
just
Forget love
and fly"...
May be it doesn't matter whether we love someone or not...it doesn't matter whether we are getting love back or not... because love is unconditional... love can never be selfish... may be thats why even a broken heart sometimes deliver a laughter to its sweetheart... who broke it...
IRONY & RIDICULE...!!!
Oh! all bullshits...
So, just be a successful person...and to become a successful person forget all your feelings... because in the end... Career does matter... heart doesn't...
I'm SORRY...
i DON'T KNOW WHAT LOVE IS...
9 comments:
No doubt beautiful poem..and it's beauty is ..it's a combination of light and shadow,combination of joy and sorrow.When I started to read the poem I thought the writer may be little bit confused about her feelings.But later I realized no she doesn't have any such kind problem.Becasuse at the end she is more professional than she was.So dear readers enjoy the poem and feel her.you might be find a new nabanita who is trying to differentiate between love and life.
step by step i climb the ladder of career
But i m not sure whether it'll take me to the desired door!!!
And i know the ladder of love i must climb sometime somewhere
But i dont know where is that and how to climb for sure!!!
some lucky ones fall in love with the career
and the rest lucky ones find the career in their love!!!
I wish we all fall into one of the former or the later sometime somewhere!!!
Amen!!!
hi nabanita,all i can say about this poem is, it is painfully beautiful.
i hope it is not a reality from ur life. if so,i hopw that person will come to know everything.
i am sorry. i don't whatever i am saying is write or wrong.
if wrong forgive me
keep it up.
best of luck
beautiful but painful
a strangely different style of writing.
simple words.small lines.with loads of expression.
if pain can causes a beautiful creation like this.then everyone will ask for pains.
no intention to hurt u miss.nabanita.
hope your pain will heal.& still u'll continue writing.
definitely a good.very good poem.....
but one thing nabanita ...
one line i think is not proper....love never hurts if it hurts then it is not love..... love is a symbol of devotion,emotion,dedication.
its something hurts then its affection ,not love.......
but away from all criticism..
ur poem is fine
just go with ur art of writing my bst wishes r with u
hi Nabanita!
lovely poem dear!
nice lines!
at ur age and the juncture, its nice to see u so focussed on ur career! keep it up!
let the love do what ever it does! u just can not control!
only time will tell, what love can do...
till then enjoy ur study n believe in ur self n have fun!
@amit-thank u dear...
@amitabha- love is a sacred things.. it never hurts... but those person related to love... they hurt.. intentionally or unintentionally...
This is a good one.. im not just saying it, ill give you my reasons for it.
for starters... the pain is there.. pretty evident that the pain is the focal point for the major part of the
poem... it reminds me of an old saying... " the letter L gives rise to many words, but the most common ones are LOVE
and LIE "
but as i ventured towards the end.. somehow the career aspect got some importance...but i dont wanna comment on
that. a lot of wise people have done that and left nothing for me to say.
the line
[The truth
of life...
"Don't die...
just
Forget love
and fly".. ]-- well that is expected when you say
[Meaningless
is love...
which cuts
the heart...
So,
forget love
and
avoid being hurt..]---but what kinda love will that be. a person who loves you only to hurt you and leave you
wouldn't be much of a lover to me!!
accept that and you'll land on another paradox nabanita. the one you have rightly portrayed, but probably from a
different angle.
we all expect and i think its absolutely right to expect love from someone... at least when they say that they love
you.you might not get the love from the one you love. i think only lucky ones have that. but if you love someone
and she/he reciprocates.. " i do "
then hardly there is any room for selfish love. then why cant we start expecting and whats wrong in that?
but having said all these, i think the only line strong and clear enough to match the title of this really good poem
is
[I'm SORRY...
i DON'T KNOW WHAT LOVE IS...]
a really well executed one. but i think that raises even more questions, probably way more questions than answers.
it can be dealt as the obvious conclusion , the " im sorry " part flows with it.
but the whole chaos of the concept tells me that it might be more than just a simple conclusion coz in these
situations.. there can be none.
personally i dont know what love is. but judging by the things said in this poem, i think all that we are
considering here is "romantic love". now that is the most discussed form of love and as a by product small attempts
of defining it can be noticed almost everywhere.
but tell me, if we dont know what love is how can we say that it is not selfish? we dont know what it is, but we feel it when it hurts. and somehow i feel that the pain is the ultimate reminder of "love"
then we do feel pain, and i think everyone who reads this knows the pain. but pain has no existence in the world of selflessness.. we all are selfish then. or may be love itself is selfish.
IRONY & RIDICULE...!!!
someone cries...
shouts...
"life is a bluff
stop this game...
because...
I'm having pain..."
im finding more uncertainties and chaos in this paradox. if the creation of the ambiance for the proper realization of the last line, was intentional... i find you to be a good poet... the one who ... loves!
thnx Roudra....yaa the last line was intentionally written...hope u can undrstnd that pretty well...if u can remember wat i told u about my new yr....
well...thats all 4 here..rest we'll talk somewer else...
again thnx in tons.. :)
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