Wednesday, August 11, 2010


The people you love, the people you like,
That people will go, without saying a proper good bye.
You will be alone, standing with unknown,
Try to smile, but there you cry.
Other people will think that you are insane,
Nobody will think that you are in pain.
Then you again try to become social,
But there is no voice left in your vocal.
You wonder with the change in yourself,
You come out from the pain without help.
Now you are a rebel and want to make them pay for your tears,
You already lost everything, now what to fear.
But then you realize there are people who really care for you,
They can live and they can die for you.
It’s you who never saw them, my friend,
Because the people who left was not yours from the beginning to the end.


This poems does not mean that everybody is alone
we just need to see people around us who really cares for us.

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