If words could define life,
I would build one up
with the most intricate design.
With delicate patterns defining us,
a life built with love and trust.
But here the truth defines us,
humanity and faith are mere words.
Life moves on with cheat and cruel
this existence is nothing but a duel.
What defines us, what gives us hope
has been gradually lost, and tied us down with a rope.
But I want to picture, I want to draw
I want to write life, like it is raw.
For false hope is all but true
in deep despair with insignificant hue.
But if words could define life,
I would build one up
with the most intricate design.
I would build one up
with the most intricate design.
With delicate patterns defining us,
a life built with love and trust.
But here the truth defines us,
humanity and faith are mere words.
Life moves on with cheat and cruel
this existence is nothing but a duel.
What defines us, what gives us hope
has been gradually lost, and tied us down with a rope.
But I want to picture, I want to draw
I want to write life, like it is raw.
For false hope is all but true
in deep despair with insignificant hue.
But if words could define life,
I would build one up
with the most intricate design.
3 comments:
This is beautiful Srishti! You certainly have a way with words. Like they say, "Poetry is the best words in the best order."
This is why I'm honored to be the first one to read everything you write :)
Thank you so much Taruna Massi and Sniggy! :D
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