Sunday, December 11, 2011


She is always there,
From the tethering day,
to the smothering night.
 I find her beside.

No matter how bad I treat,
No matter how much I hate,
She stays,
Without much complains.

 She isn't any ordinary girl,
She's the most important one,
But I don't know what makes me scream,
' I hate you Bitch!', awake and in dreams.

 The instance she tries to abscond,
I beg her to stay forever,
I know i am nothing without her,
Still I never valued her.

 Its not only me,
Everyone has one like her,
Think on this,
She's the girl called 'LIFE'...


  1. Great poem, you played well with words and made it a lovely read....