16 September, 2010

Your Muse

You make me strong
cripple me weak
Hit me down?
Here, the other cheek.

You riddle with words
Sear me silent
What thinks that mind?
Make me your vent.

You go too far
Pry me shut
Another step back?
Stuck in a rut.

You love me hard
Allow me a falter
Mend will you?
I agree to alter.

Refusing to take offense
I'm covering the scars
Does not the moonless night
have its share of stars?

4 comments:

  1. Anonymous12:05 pm

    wonderful poetry!!

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  2. Anonymous11:02 pm

    Tell me again- Dimaag ghutno me hai?

    Hai?

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  3. I thought tumhara dimaag ghutnon mein tha

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  4. You always hurt the one you love,
    The one you shouldn't hurt at all.
    You always take the sweetest rose,
    And crush it till the petals fall.

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