Mar 2, 2009

Maybe my last one....

Maybe it is... I was inspired to write by some1 but now that inspiration and priced posession of mine..i feel is draining..I wrote this poem for a friend but i feel i give in too much to a lot of things that i feel is not good... and even wonder if its something worthed at all..and i always come to a conclusion that it is totally worthed...... Its this strong aversion i am gettin these days which i really hate to say..... I am not writing this to hurt anyone but its just that my priced posession is going against me... it makes me cry more than it wud make me smile ....i miss myself these days.... my only hope in life who was helping me get back to being me.. i feel isnt there anymore...
Maybe this might be my last poem ...

the inspiration that let me be me...
the indpiration thst encouraged me....
the inspiration that was giving me a beeming smile without my saying a word...
the inspiration that wuda held my hand without a brink....
the inspiration that wudnt have thought that i am a pest...
the inspiration that made me that made me sing & dance...
the inspiration that wudnt have let me not be myself...
the inspiration who i thought was the most important part my life...
the inspiration that kept me going
the inspiration that wuda been there before any1 else
the inspiration with so much love
the inspiration with such pleasing face
the inspiration i thought wud accept me for who i am
the inspiration that I luv
the inspiration who was my inspiration

I feel has gone.. i dont think i can ever write again...
I mite have been at fault...and maybe i am OR I am complelety.. i wud admit it...either ways... i still wish to dedicate this to my friend.. and i really hope you keep smiling always.. !! i will always luv u the same way...no matter what... Happy bday !!!

Gift me a promise

Gift yourself smiles.
It keeps your life vibrant.

Gift yourself happiness.
It gives your life youthfulness.

Gift yourself hope.
It gives your life a purpose.

Gift yourself strength.
It gives your life a reason to fight back.

Gift yourself dreams.
It gives your life a whole new perspective.

Gift yourself love,
It makes your life worth living.

And gift me the promise,
that you would cherish
your own gifts for a lifetime.
It would give my life a meaning.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Dont stop writing. Maybe that person is being selfish. There are soo many other inspirations. I am hoping you'd continue writing. Hope you feel better babes.

Anonymous said...

I love your poems and they are so deep. Dont quit yet.

You are the bestest. Hope you feel better munchkin:)

Anonymous said...

miss u dear:( feel better (hugs) & dont u dare stop writing...