![]() Half best and half worstA Poem by hardeep sabharwal
Half best and half worst
There was nothing absolutely good, And nothing entirely bad in my life, That was consisted of ordinary morning and routined evening, Before you came, You told, I was Like a drawing room in a middle class house Never perfect, Just as a skilled home maker Shifts the sofa-set and living room couch, The paintings of this wall and show cases of that side, The colors of curtains, And paper weight on central tables, You shifted My way of thinking into my way of walking, My nose into my ears, My brain into my heart and vice vers, And you became At the same time, Best and the worst person in my life, This is how I wanted you, you smiled for a while And than cried Why are you so artificial! And started measuring The every inch of lies my mind told, And every thread of dream my heart made, The inches of lies are blank., And threads of dreams may look empty, But together they could have made, The best and worst creations, But after you, Best and worst things have become identical, And the road of continuity smiles, To search the reasons, And my life, which became only Half best and half worst kept on walking for infinity Just to search either The other half best or the other half worst . © 2016 hardeep sabharwalFeatured Review
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6 Reviews Added on January 22, 2016 Last Updated on January 22, 2016 Author![]() hardeep sabharwalpatiala , punjab , IndiaAboutHardeep Sabharwal describes himself as person of few words. He is one of millions of middle class Indians who do not have any ideology; they only want to live a peaceful life. The thing that hurts him.. more..Writing
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