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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic



little secrets flying evrywhwere

in this room


i sit in the corner

tryin to

hear the sound of the

busy streets

confined i am

n it feels so lost

feels like i betrayed myslf 

it feels likr i'm walking on broken glass

its good that i bled

confined in this little space banished i can say.

hold me up

stop me from crying

despite my lying

love me...

dont throw me back there

couldnt help it that time

but help me leave behind sumthng

that will make me missed


in this empty room

take me out..

n dont hate me

when you're feeling angry

keep your feelings confined in u.

i am confined

in this empty room

listen to the busy streets

lies and secrets flyin evrywhr

heavy breathing

tiresome living

Good bye......

Submitted: March 14, 2010

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Graeme Montrose

Excellent! Well done! Love it. Very poignant, a heart-wrenching poem filed with sorrow, agony, despair, fear, and a wonderful write. Keep it up Amrita!

'In the room you’re never alone lots of thoughts are with you they say it is your home. The room it has no windows no door to lead you out, all your life is with you, no way to lead you out!

Remember though in life there is always hope! Hope brings on faith. Faith conquers all impossibilities! All the best in your writing and in life Amrita

Sun, March 14th, 2010 10:09am


thank you.......................

Wed, April 28th, 2010 1:05am


Good poem that indeed is filled with sorrow and despair. Actually, I could easily see this as a song lyrics as well.

Beautiful poem, great thought sharing.

Sun, March 14th, 2010 10:22am


acutually it is sod of a song.

Sun, March 14th, 2010 10:14am


thnx alot graeme ...realy

Mon, March 15th, 2010 8:35am

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