Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Pseudo

Guilt chases me
for empty promises I made
beautiful castles I built
sweet words I whispered
happy dreams I wove
moral values I held
tall virtues I symbolized
false compliments I showered
borrowed advice I delivered
divine hope I beckoned
heavenly future I promised
and because you believed.

8 comments:

Unknown said...

u cheater ..:p

Venkat C said...

May be u r getting cheated by thinking I m a cheater :D

Blade bala said...

You are in your literary peak I guess! Amazing poem and I can just feel the depth of those words!
Long Live FJ!

But I will leave it as a poem, and won't believe it ;)

Blade bala said...

I think you have developed this ability to give your poems the real meaning with the last line you write. It feels falling through a well and ending up in wonderland!

Venkat C said...

Thanks Bala.. :).. I dont want to peak so soon... I love last lines :D

Blade bala said...

Were you a back bencher in school?

Unknown said...
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Unknown said...

Ha ha.. was a back bencher in 3rd std..then they throwed me to the the war front (front bench) :D