Wednesday, October 12, 2011

dVERSE POETS PUB ~ OPEN LINK # 13




BROKEN….

How I wish…
I was numb,
Oblivious
Could not feel,
The pain
Of my broken dream.

I had it in my
Fist, only to
Let it slip
Through my fingers…
Broke into thousand
Pieces, my dream!

I lived it
I breathed it
I nurtured it…
Too many broken pieces
To pick up…
All in vain, isn’t it?

How I wish…
I could run n hide
Away from my mind
It mocks me,
It hurts me
For running was my dream.

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23 comments:

  1. Pokey's PalsOctober 12, 2011 at 10:42 AM

    Running wasn't my dream, but I totally relate to this. Beautiful poem.

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  2. PadmavaniOctober 12, 2011 at 11:00 AM

    Very real...so many will be able to relate to this.
    Cheers
    Padmavani

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  3. Manisha BhatiaOctober 12, 2011 at 11:01 AM

    The few words spoke soo much janaki. I thank my friend who introduced me to bloggers n here I found such creative people who hv depth.

    God Bless!

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  4. JANUOctober 12, 2011 at 1:33 PM

    Thanks Pockey's Pal.

    Padma....you are an inspiration too. Thanks.

    Mani, the feeling is mutual. Thanks.

    AnuPriya...thank you.

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  5. Leah GriffithOctober 12, 2011 at 4:57 PM

    Lovely poem Janu. Running...

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  6. Corinne RodriguesOctober 12, 2011 at 6:41 PM

    Great poem...but a dream not broken, just delayed, perhaps? :)

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  7. Brian MillerOctober 12, 2011 at 7:35 PM

    the desire to feel numb...i know this...and of shattered dreams....but i have found that new dreams are often found in the ashes...

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  8. LiveHigh Commercial Property Listing & BeyondOctober 12, 2011 at 10:12 PM

    I always love your poems, simple, sincere and straight to the point yet beautiful and very poetic.

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  9. ClaudiaOctober 12, 2011 at 10:31 PM

    so sad when dreams break and shatter...felt the pain in this..the good thing is that new dreams are being born daily..

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  10. Maude LynnOctober 12, 2011 at 10:32 PM

    This is really powerful and sad. Excellent write.

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  11. Ann LeFloreOctober 13, 2011 at 3:51 AM

    wow so sad and powerful to run away from your mind
    http://gatelesspassage.com/2011/10/11/the-day-of-the-dead/#comment-1682

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  12. JANUOctober 13, 2011 at 8:57 AM

    Mama Zen - Thank you.

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  13. JANUOctober 13, 2011 at 8:58 AM

    Ann LeFlore - Some times I feel it...thanks for taking your time to read this.

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  14. UnknownOctober 13, 2011 at 9:15 AM

    This is a powerful piece of writing Janu, and when I read the piece before it, it became even more powerful. I had something similar happen in my own life. I went to school (after a 27 year break) to become an Addictions Counsellor. This was my dream, and for three and a half years I worked day and night to make it come true. I excelled at my studies, but right at the very end when I had to do a practical part I had two car engines blow up and couldn't continue. It was was very difficult, but I remember saying: "I will not allow this experience to define me as a person." Education is never wasted and indeed it helped me a great deal in many areas, not the least of which is my writing! Disappointment is a difficult pill to swallow, but maintain your dignity and do not allow this sorrow to define you. You will rise again!

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  15. deepsOctober 13, 2011 at 10:11 AM

    is it complete??
    ehem... i guess there is something brooding undernet.....incompletness of some sort... well, maybe it is the mind, mocking, hurting and running away.....

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  16. Pat-Mather Brown Gordon-ceton October 13, 2011 at 11:37 AM

    lovely thoughts,

    everyone needs it from time to time.

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  17. JANUOctober 13, 2011 at 1:22 PM

    The Orange Tree - thank you.

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  18. Anshul GautamOctober 13, 2011 at 6:43 PM

    poetic expression about ur dream to run in marathon. Luvd it. :)

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  19. MotifsOctober 13, 2011 at 10:55 PM

    I can relate to this Janu,and believe me,no matter how bad things are...we can't run away.

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  20. TamekaOctober 14, 2011 at 1:55 AM

    Poetry can help us heal. I see and feel you are doing it. Heartfelt.

    http://lyricfire.typepad.com/lyric-fire/2011/10/lyric-fire-look-at-my-fabulous-life-episode-8-.html

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  21. JANUOctober 14, 2011 at 10:11 AM

    Anshul,Thanks.

    Tameka...thanks for understanding.

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  22. ⁂ܓVållῐ ⁂ܓ☺October 15, 2011 at 2:37 PM

    Awesome poem <3

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  23. ఎందుకో ? ఏమో !November 6, 2011 at 7:44 AM

    Very Nice

    ?!

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