Tuesday, November 3, 2009

The castle of guilt

I know
I have been wrong somewhere
But there were times
when I was right too
If thou art
punishing me for the wrong
I have done
Then be justified
in rewarding
me for my rights.
I am ordinary
Very ordinary
And I hold the castle of guilt
Which wasn’t by me alone built
Your silence demands
For a spoken language
Talk!
Please talk!
I have polluted
sheer feelings
with futile words
Now
I remain
silent
letting my silence
form a language
What words could never
achieve.

1 comment:

pooja said...

hey de.. beautifull poem!!!