Constancy

If i could hold a pen in my hand
I would show you the boredom of constancy
And let the non existent pain to burst out
If i were alone i could cry some more
But the beautiful walls are around me
Making me laugh protecting all the way
If i were handicapped or heartbroken
I could give you the accuracy about the reason of my grief
But these are the things for which i was not born
I can clearly see the question mark in your face
But mine is an apathy for happiness showing its face
the souls deepest desire is to mix up in eternity now

Reviews

[suchitra sarmah]

thank you for your review

[Sami Khalil]

"But the beautiful walls are around me
Making me laugh protecting all the way "

I'm enjoying your writes. Bravo, ma'm...:)..............

[suchitra sarmah]

thnks but the there are two things..check the upper lines,there are two things which is physical handicape and the other one is broken heart...anyway thank you for showing me the "whch" mistake

[suchitra sarmah]

thnk you so much for your review but i want to knw why i should edit dat line so dat it will help me to understand d defect of this line

[Myle Rent]

you used 'these are' means plural but your 'thing' is singular. not a major edition just a typo thing which is common . and your 'whch' is lacking of letter i.

" But these are the things for which i was not born"

is the completion of that line. =)

[Myle Rent]

I like the hidden feelings about this poem. Only thing is you need to edit this line;

"But these are the thing for whch i was not born"

Aside from that this poem is beautifully short :)