Sweet Child O' My Mind

[ishkash]

SWEET CHILD
There dies a poor thing
unseen, unheard, unloved
who in this world had not a thing
no blessing on it showered.
None worried about its life and death,
In none did it have any faith,
No one to care unfortunate child
Not even a kind smile
This crule world its wrath is bore
Unhappiness gripped its heart's core

It cried and it cried
creid till its tears dried
A neglected orphan too small
could not hear fortunes call
A retched creation of God it was
who cares if it slipped on the moss
there dies a poor thing,
Unseen, unheard, unloved
Who before starting its life journey
have vanished into endless serenity.


MY MIND

My mind is like a tree
bearing lots of fruits and shade
Sometimes I feel uprooted
Still alive and not dead
I keep on growing
Sometimes, I'm moved by a strong breeze
That my ambitions carved many decrease

Also with tense heavy rains
To make a real brain drain
Still my mind gets peace
When cold wind blows
To remember my talent
That I have to show.

I'm still standing in one position
Wheteher covered or fully dry
But not say good bye
Even when my mind is hot
It has positive thoughts
Disturbance isn't the reason
Still bearing fruits in every season

Someday someone stressed
Will surely find
the tree of my mind
To make him march ahead
I'll provide the shade.


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Even If That Doesn't Ring True.

 

[The Wanderer]

brilliant.

I love what you did here with these two poems, did you intend it that way, or did it just sort of work out that way? I mean, I see the corealation, just wondered if you set out to do that or it just sort of happened?

 

[ishkash]

Thanks The Wanderer (with spaces)

Yeah I mean these things sorta just comes up and you improvise the words here and there just to make it work like a poem.Infact the first one came up when I saw a y'kna I would call a unprivilleged child and the second more or less actually followed when I sat down and started thinking you kna some deep shit.

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Even If That Doesn't Ring True.

 

[frogbat]

a welcome return

"don't try too hard to think don't think at all"

it's the most difficult thing to do huh? If only it were easy not to get into deep shit as you put it - don't believe it would be doing the world any favours though - there are too few who do think already and then it would deprive us of excellent verse such as yours

as i said a welcome return

 

[BabyGrace]

They're both beautiful...the first one reminds me of The Grapes of Wrath...I just finished reading for school...absolutely brilliant...
I really love the second one, too...keep thinking deep shit

It's some good stuff...

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"You got to cry without weeping
Talk without speaking
Scream without raising your voice..."