
A poem about when your friends, who you think are the best people for you betray you. You are left wondering why in the sweep of change you weren’t taken along . Left getting breathless over reality , swaying in a pendulum of good and bad, friends and enemies and lies and truth- THE PENDULUM OF TRUTH
the hundred heads in motion blur
everyday i see, i come across
claimed as too twined, too close and the best people for you
toinfuse iridescence in your dull life
to cheer you up, to make you smile
and laugh till your stomach aches
to hug you when you feel low, down , out
call you, cuddle you up like a baby
to be there to be loved by you
to share the stale food and the lame joke
Solidification! stillness ! silence !
Those heads move no more
Not more than plastic replicas of extravagance
Changing shades from black to white
Losing life, sensation , feeling
The immovable perpetual paste smile
Devoid of motion bereft of laughter
You , the only one gazing in amazement at their immobility
Not knowing what wrong you did to not be swept along
Left to stare , wonder and contemplate
Left to swing in the pendulum of truth
Beautiful and haunting!
thankyou sreya! your comments a inspiring 🙂
Awesome 😀
thanks shobhit 🙂
awesome 🙂 great stuff 🙂
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excellent dear !!! n very aptly said !!!
keep up the good work gal !!!
thanks a lot bhoomika 🙂
M gonna copy and paste it if i eve need in ma skul activitiez nd unsersigned wil B
RAHUL.
nt u.
I like iT.
😐
should i feel happy or disgusted?