Sunday, June 21, 2009

I gave my heart to him.
And he lost it somewhere.

Since then, I'm on the
search for it. To get it back.

Hope I will find it soon.
Or I'll have to become
heartless from now on.

The choice is mine
for he doesn't care about it anymore!


pankaj banerjee said...

When pent-up resentment erupts, it takes too childish a route.A child cries and grumbles its protest. Yet nobody a simple go-by. Giving out a heart permanently is a candid deed of child. Your poem is a spectacular
demonstration of child's protest
audible to God only.

Srishti Padathiyaar said...

@ pankaj

After all I'm a rare species according to you. :P

Manoj CT / Thelakkat said...

Good one laks ...

Like my friend wrote ...

Hridayathinde oru pakuthi ammakkum,
Oru pakuthi Baryakkum kodutha
Njan hridyasoonyanum aanu :)

SHAJI T said...

The heart that u gave me, is still intanct.

Neither did i lose it, nor is it dead.

Had to place it some where safe, for times were hard and i could not bear to lose.

:P enganundu enganundu

Shaiju R said...

learn to control ur heart...u know it is very easy to control our heart wid our brain

aditya neelambaran said...

Sso touching