#14 Poem: Walking Dead

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The time passes away like sand from hand,
But memories make stand,
Memories once i made,
With you now invade;

Invade in my heart, soul and mind,
if i could rewind,
i would destroy all,
To prevent my fall;

Fall in the depth of their dark sea,
Alone i wanna be,
With my own thoughts,
And self created droughts;

In droughts of your fake love and care,
Without cries and despair,
I am moving ahead,
Like a walking dead!!

I just came across to a different kind of poetry.. so i just tried for it.

© Amulya Bhardwaj

14 Comments Add yours

  1. Nayab Imtiaz says:

    This is really really beautiful! :))

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Amulya says:

      Thank you deah 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

  2. Awesome! 🙂 The poem has come up really nice.. 🙂

    Liked by 2 people

    1. Amulya says:

      Thanks Alot for stopping by !! Thank you!! 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

  3. Bobby says:

    good try!!! i like it. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Amulya says:

      Thank you ^-^

      Like

      1. Bobby says:

        Welcome!! You are my only reader, I appreciate your presence.

        Liked by 1 person

      2. Amulya says:

        Aw..
        And you are my only writer brother 😉
        So your presence is even more appreciated!!

        Like

      3. Bobby says:

        I will be there always when you need me.

        Liked by 1 person

      4. Amulya says:

        Thank you !! Your words of encouragement are always needed..

        Like

  4. Why are you running away From happiness. Why you wanna go away?

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Amulya says:

      Actually i wrote it for a challange…
      It has nothing to do with reality..

      Like

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