He had Smiled and He had laughed.
He had felt the pure joys of life.
He had felt the love.
He had been given the love and affection.
He had given it to others.
For he had been away from these maddening crowds.
He had been hurt at times.
He had felt sorrow.
He had felt sadness.
He had been annoyed.
He had been angry.
But it was just 'at times.'
For he has just entered into this maddening crowd.
He was hurt again..and again.
He ran.
He got tired.
He was hurt.....
He was forced and pushed....
For he was a part of the maddening crowd now...
It hurt so much for the first time.
For he resisted and fought back.
All in vain.
He screamed..and yelled....
He threw swears....
He called for the help...
He cried and prayed to the God...
For he was sure HE would help back...
He called and called...
Ahhhhhhh.....
The pain had become unbearable....
Suddenly it stopped.
He wont scream.
He wont yell.
Yes..He was RAPED!!
And after that pain got less..
Lesser and Lesser every time...
And finally ...
it did not matter...
Nothing at all....
For it was all like a Whore now...
Only that he wasnt PAID...
Only that...
Only that it was a Mind...
For he would have better been a Whore..!
63 comments:
nicee poem mann!
got the essence of "being frustrated"!!!
*claps*
just one expression.... :(
amazing! brilliantly put in words
Happy friendship day to u buddy
alok
very interesting poem...
I wish you much happiness and peace, on friendship day.
Annie
sirji aapke sawal ka jawab comments sec mein diya ... do tell me if u agree ...
take care
alok
yaaaaaaaaaaaar
massssssssssst
Used & Abused for so long its not true. Wanted a woman never bargained for you
Paraphrasing Led Zeppelin from Dazed & Confused.
cheers
z
NICE MAN AND MY DREAM POST IS UP WELL PART OF IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!111
you know wat aman...its really strange that you have captured the exact same thing i was going through...it was as if you wrote whats on my mind when i floundered for words..
:D amazingly well written
HAPPY FRIENDSHIPS DAY TO YOU!!
Life is a stage drama of Happy n Sad scenes following one after the other.
Keshi.
u put word to my feelings right now..
so lost m now..
anyways happy friendship day brother..its nice to find u..:)
@aberrant
Poem? I know doesnt look like one..
thanx though!
@Zee
I had one too...that was :O
@Alok
Ty and same to u man!
@Annie and loman
ty and same to u ..
@Sumit
ty sir ji!!;)
@The hermit
Beautiful line!
@kaylee
read the dream..great thing!
@phoenix
Wow that sounds cool ... hell man y r u having such things in yer mind?
and same to u!
@keshi
yes indeed!
@dream catcher
to u too man...same here!!!
:)
oi, when i read this, i just thought of the innocence we lost...
like, when we was young, so many things were 'sin'... untouchable things... we resisted. it was unbearable...
then finally we gave in..
once given in, resistance kind of dissappeared... now we indulge without feeling guilty. we know more feel the burden of sin... in fact we just console ourselves that it is happiness.
(now for Gods sake, dont ask me for examples - its just "the loss of innocence")
excellent!!! beautiful piece!! hats off to you dude!
Brilliant.simply great.just love it.
it did not matter...
Nothing at all....
For it was all like a Whore now...
Only that he wasnt PAID...
Only that...
bloody brilliant!!
only it reminds me more of engineering than life!!....lol.....
cheers buddy!!
blogrolled u man!!
cheers!
Amazing! How can you think of such good stuff man, when all I can think of is silly things...
Hats off to you!
The agony the pain....the art of expressing this deep thought....wow!! The whole piece is excellent from the thought process to expression...!! Great work Raman!!
amazing use f words...
but wat matters is d expression..
again d same sad story at d end f d day...
thank you for visitig my blog
i appreciate this poem of your
a very good depth and pain has come out thru words
keep the good work going and if interested in reading my hindi poems please do visit
http://mypoemsmyemotions.blogspot.com/
also i am of the opinion that indian blogs can make a chain by putting up an indian flag on their blog . you being an youngster can do this and follow our legacy . i am not a politician or have any motive in promoting the flag but i feel that indians can promote india with our flag
hope you will tak emy comment in the broader sense
do keep coming back on my blog and i have saved your blog for future readings there is depth whcih i like
hehe.... but whyonerth did you think i told you not to ask for examples???
btw, i didnt see the inspiration behind you penning the poem..
http://myownspacemyfreedom.blogspot.com/2007/08/his-profile-says-he-is-20-year-but-his_08.html
ohmigod....
now say, sometimes, I think, If i really had the need to, I would even end up being a criminal. like, when i was 20, nothing was more important to me than honour and truth and blah blah...
Today I couldnt care less...
and if i think about it, it wasnt a single day conversion. Its just that I started taking things for granted. Closing my eyes and justifying myself when confronted by conscience. Suddenly, its a way of life.
like, i was never a great sinner... like, most things, i was kind of on the right side of life. Its just that all the high moral standards are all lost now.
happy now?????
awesome :)
now i ask.... if u wrote that poem, were you raped?
its a sad poem... but you expressed so well...
splendid!
very well written bro! :)
peace & love
Jeevy
hi!
i found your link at rachna's blog and also read ur comment.
saw ur blog yesterday also.
came back to read it again today!
must say you write very well.
rachna's right!
and the flag looks good too! :-)
I hope to read more good stuff from you, in future also.
and the name chosen by you for your blog is quite interesting and the way u write, it seems quite apt - STANDBY MODE - u r sure a creative and intelligent person.. keep writing ..
I love this line... because I can personally relate to it:
He screamed..and yelled....
He threw swears....
He called for the help...
He cried and prayed to the God...
For he was sure HE would help back...
He called and called...
Pent up angst???
Arre yaar....Kurt Cobain is dead,r u taking his place??
भावनात्मक प्रस्तुति. अच्छा लगा पढ़कर.
Amazing!!! yaar...
दर्द और फरियाद की दरख्त को एक मायने दिये हैं…
gr8 work!!!
tht was hauntingly beautiful!!!.. tc..
Hmmmmm,i can only describe it with one word "profound" and, ouch! tht hurt.
Ah,
Some one who lets his mind to be raped ought to be raped!
Cheers,
Jude
PS: No hard feelings, but the words just didnt feel right for the concept.
That was the best I have seen from you. Spot on.
Ohmygoodness... that was a pretty brutal poem. Nonetheless oozing with greatness :)
This was quite ... powerful and sad in a way.
ouch!!! that s the story of my life!!!:(
btw it feels good to be back on ur blog after a longg time!!!:)
Oops, not sure why I missed coming to check your blog earlier, but this was nice... Happens everyday I think!
very nice
interesting,
I don't know if i should take the poem in the metaphorical sense or take the literal meaning but whatever the state of mind one is in, its kind of sad to know that one would feel that way. I hope i could make someone feel better.
whoops... now wat was that..
i can c a hurt mind. hope the wounds heal soon..
today again its one time more ..that i come to ur blog read this again..n find 'them' again...
happy independence day
happy independence day
WHERE YOU BEEN?
Good! Graet, in fact. Something sure seems ticking.
very interesting..... i love the poem flows..
Where are you?! We want new post! :)
hey Aman, i think I have some proper example you asked me for.
Maybe even a year ago, I would rather die than actually hurt anyone. Like, my emotions apart, my feelings or hatred aside, I never let them crystalise into doing something that would harm them or their reputation, even the people I hated.. I let conscience dictate, and yeah, I had some humanity in me, so to say.
Today, I have been hurt by most people (even unintentionally) even those who are close to me, that I see being insensitive to their feelings as just normal. So what if they dont like what I did. after all, I have been hurt, and noone ever cared... so why should I?
inside I know, that being able to be nice is something more divine than anything else, but well, I have been taught by life that its not always fair, so I dont have to be fair always either
what happened to your blog???? :O
:X
What happened to your template?!
wow....the feeling of frustation is captivated brilliantly
** Sorry All***
Couldnt get Online for Days and Days!
and my Template blew..So gat this one!
COOL NEW LOOK mannn!!!
wher did ya get it?????????
wish somebody had heard when he first called out.
Hey man..where hav u gone?? back again??
good to see you back online!
and the new template looks ok too!
waiting for your new post!
WoW!
after that imaginary bday of mine & this, u r rising higher & higher on my scale of admiration...
Superb yaa...
this is Blessed Kinda Literature!
*sob sob..*..*cries*...u get older u get fantastic!!!!!
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