Friday, August 1, 2008

Another Chance

I don’t remember mom and dad,
I don’t remember all we had.
I don’t remember sweet dreams,
School notebooks and football teams.
No one to wipe off the tears,
No one to fight all my fears.
Never had a big warm bed,
Or anyone to stroke my head.
I want to sing I want to dance,
All I want is another chance.

Another tear, another day,
Another breath, I take away.
Another tune, another song,
Another right, another wrong.

I roamed the streets everyday,
Blank eyes, and nothing to say.
Used, abused and tear-stained,
My face so immune to all the pain.
After a while I forget to cry,
Violated, and feeling undignified.
Every face in the crowd was his,
Every voice in the noise was his.
I wish I could leap, I wish I could prance.
I wish I could get another chance.

Another tear, another day,
Another breath, I take away.
Another tune, another song,
Another right, another wrong.

And as I lie here, alone on the street,
Wrapped up in rags, and barefeet,
I look up at the sky and ask all the stars,
Tell me, will I get another chance?
Another chance…
Another chance…

4 comments:

Pratz said...

interesting

Suspended Animation said...

Awesome bit of poetry... especially the part..

Another tear, another day,
Another breath, I take away.
Another tune, another song,
Another right, another wrong.

... and who is this 'his' she is referring to..? open-ended or otherwise..?

Came here from Supraket... Nice blog...

Enjoy and take care..

disha06 said...

hmm...i generally dont explain anything i write. its quite upto the reader. interpret it in anyway you wish. [:)]

Aar said...

It's almost musical. You write well.