LIVING DEAD

LIVING DEAD

A Poem by prodicallife
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At times it feels it`s better to fall from a high hill mountain then to fall in your love....

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I'm so hell crumbled what you did to me
Last night the fear took me up where i couldn't reach intentionally

I was standing at the roof edge cursing my life
Still god couldn't hear me when i was standing so high

The intense drops of tears on the ground made people realize that it was the rain of good times
They were praising the almighty for bringing them good vibes

The fact couldn't bother people, that a bursting heart was reducing the pain
It was the curse of life that was overloaded and flowing and not the pleasent rain

I was shouting out loud for the justice to be done
I never deserved to loose you
My intensions were to hold you tight
Never knew that it was hurting you

But why is it happening to me
Is anybody listening to my plea
The living poppets were dumb and deaf
And i guess my saviour was quite busy

My broken heart and weak knees were loosing down in front of my pain
I was tumbling all through the porch to gain back the balance again

Slipping my life and thoughts together
I freed up myself
What a pleasures moment it was
I was floating like a feather
The happiest moment with no end

I'm finally at rest where i deserved to be
No more loneliness no more emptyness just the silence, peace and me
Now i'm at my place happy and safe
Move ahead in your life stop crying beside my grave

© 2011 prodicallife


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What a deep write. Full of emotion and truth. Great job.

Posted 11 Years Ago


prodicallife

11 Years Ago

Hey Creeper

Firstly, thanks a lot for your review on my work I really appreciate your c.. read more
The ending is true. Too late to be sad when you are by the person grave. I like the story and the strong desire and emotion of your words. I like your honest and direct poetry. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


That was real good piece of work.. Emotions and pain put together.
Deep rooted feelings gliding over the mind reminding of the person you love..
great work

Posted 13 Years Ago


Wow this is so sad and powerful.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Oh, this is quite emotional...It truly has a deep meaning...I love this a lot... :)))

Posted 13 Years Ago


wow this was really deep, again you do a great job of expressing what you really feel and this is just another poem to add to my favorites by you :) it kind of sounds like the character killed himself at the end, but I could be interpreting this wrong. The character could just have gained happiness and knowledge through his trials. Well no matter how I interpret it, this was a great write and I really enjoyed reading it :) thanks again for some amazing poetry and sharing it with us!

Posted 13 Years Ago


wow i like submitted the whole piece and it dissapeared
i thought it was sad...
and i think he payed to high prize for such illusion
it are really some dark emotions
-but i think two sentences... just doesnt quet flow...

these,..
''''The living poppets were dumb and deaf
And i guess my saviour was quite busy''''
the quite busy dont fit...
no critics intended,
maybe you should just read i t over. .
or maybe its just me, that is tired, and well not feeling good :)
so let me know if you agree or not
Beautifull job further
Lovd the poem!
Greetz
Black

Posted 13 Years Ago


Wow, that was beautiful in its darkness. Your words use and flow were wonderful, and created just the right emotions, and imagery to compliment the piece perfectly. The last stanza was the best, pulling everything together and making a big impact on the readers emotions.

Beautiful job.

Vinny~

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is sad and yet so beautiful. Well done.
♥ Ta'Shandra

Posted 13 Years Ago


So sad. To throw ones life away for the illusion of love, when the real thing may have been just around the corner, well written in a rhymes that flowed, you never lost the story. :0)

Posted 13 Years Ago



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prodicallife
prodicallife

jaipur, rajasthan, India



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i`m a writer of my own destination, Hi this is Saurabh Bhatia...random thotsss invade my mind all the time....LOVE is what i would like to specify izzz my favourite field.. LETA HU TERA NAAM HR PAL .. more..

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