Saturday, November 13, 2010

poet/poetry/dream/life

i wish i were a poet
for poetry soothes
it gives a reason
a rhythm - to life.

i wish i would sink
in the sands of words
and drown my lungs
with only poetry.

i wish i were indeed
what i want to be
for then
i would have lived.






© Rajat Mahajan. 2010

2 comments:

Blasphemous Aesthete said...

It is never too late to start out fresh...
I have learnt that there can not be a brand new beginning, because past remains inside and can't be erased.
But a fresh start? Absolutely.

ecstatic shimmeR said...

yes ofcourse. its never to o late to start with something. it may be the beginning if you let the past guide you. why not use it in a better sense.