Year 2015

Year 2015

A Poem by sarik
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I just tried to describe year 2015...the way I experienced...

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Year 2015 !!
you were the year of immense sorrow,
you were the year of grief...
you surpass 2007..you surpass death..
you are successful in tearing me into pieces..
you made me struggle, still pretending to be complete..
but you dared ?? you dared me ?? 
As I am anonymous now .
 I am legion 
I do not forget ..
Never did I forgive ...
you behave cowardice, you hit backside..
and you forget who am I.
Lets pass the time..and then we decide..
who ruined whom and who enjoyed..
year 2015...you take my life..
year 2015..you made me cry..

© 2016 sarik


Author's Note

sarik
tried to explain the year..

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Mine was 2013. All fell apart when I lost my husband. Valentine

Posted 8 Years Ago


sarik

8 Years Ago

Valentine, you are a great lady.. I believe in you..
2007 was such an insane year wasn't it..?

Posted 8 Years Ago


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sarik

8 Years Ago

yeah, it was.. Sin
Critique: (Lets pass the time) Let's -- Lets is the third person singular form of the verb let, it means to allow or not prevent. Let’s is a contraction of let us.

Review: I like your concept and the challenges each year placed before you. I just wish you would have explained in more detail why those years, you know the whole story but we only have what you tell us. After reading this I couldn't help but wonder what happened in 2015 that caused your sadness and if someone did die in 2007? If this were a story you have me wanting to know more so I would come back to read more. Now you are in my mind so I will have mark your page and read more of your work. Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!

Posted 8 Years Ago


sarik

8 Years Ago

well, I haven't gone that much far with grammar, may be mistaken.., here this is to allow.. critique.. read more
Bear

8 Years Ago

I understand how hard it is to write in a second language and English has to be the hardest there is.. read more
sarik

8 Years Ago

You are good, very much.. I'll do..
looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooove iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit

Posted 8 Years Ago


sarik

8 Years Ago

oow !! that's so sweet of you Hazra..

Thank You very much for reviewing it :):)
Writing can be very therapeutic. It is good that you write about your feelings. I hope you are able to sit with your pain and the cause of your pain, and comfort that inner child that was wounded.

The greatest pain people can inflict upon us, is that which opens old wounds from long ago. The old wounds must be attended to and healed, before the recent wounds can heal.
Blessings,
Annie

Posted 8 Years Ago


sarik

8 Years Ago

Thank You very Much gentlekindness..and I dont know how it happen, but whenever I am in great grief... read more
gentlekindness

8 Years Ago

That is good for you. Better than holding it inside.
sarik

8 Years Ago

okay,

ThanQ Again...
I hope 2016 will be a better year for everyone and full of happiness my friend:)!!

Posted 8 Years Ago


sarik

8 Years Ago

oow, that's so sweet of You zaisham....and ThanK You...
Best way to express such emotions is to write them down, and you did that and made a great poem out of it.
Just one thing: on line five, I think you must have meant 'tearing' instead of 'torning'. That makes more sense.

Posted 8 Years Ago


-inactive now-

8 Years Ago

;) no worries
sarik

8 Years Ago

Done Robb,

And thanks a lot for viewing it...

really appreciated man.... read more
-inactive now-

8 Years Ago

You're welcome
awesome! it's shows sorrow and Revenge.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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sarik

8 Years Ago

Exactly sahil..

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