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Monday, 30 July 2012

A nobody, restrained.


A question, I asked,
Replies were naught.
I whispered a query
Silenced, I was.
I had uncertainties, doubts and suspicions
But I wasn’t allowed, even to ponder.
I had discoveries to share
I was hushed.
I raised my hands
They were cut.
My wishes were,
Scattered and ignored.
A nonentity
More unknown than dust
I was to be doused
Even before I could levitate.
I was nothing,
They fed to my brain
A faceless existence
Never to be named.



6 comments:

  1. thiss just reminds of Pakistan's current situation..lol
    well said, well done!

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    1. Does it, never gave that a thought! :P
      Thank you! :D

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    2. lol. i just made a poetry section on my blog. will appreciate it if you check it out and follow =)

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  2. Even before I could levitate.
    I was nothing,
    They fed to my brain
    A faceless existence
    Never to be named.

    - Brilliant!

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