Sad Poems


My Angel

baby girl

I had a family
a loving wife
and a pretty little daughter
i called Angel

Angel and i spent our time
building toy houses
feeding the little birds in the park
fighting with the little boy next door

time flew by
my little angel grew into
fine young princess
that’s when it all started

that’s when it all started
the fear of losing my angel
the day when my princess
would leave me and go away

the day finally came
when my angel
came home with
“her” prince charming

one look at him
my heart skipped a beat
first time in our life
my little princess cried herself to sleep

my angel spread her wings and flew away
with her prince charming
standing in the doorstep
i could only bid her goodbye

days turned into weeks
weeks turned into months
with the grief too much to bear
we landed up in her doorstep

my little angel
once soared the skies majestically
now lay on the ground
without wings
battered and broken
she fought on
she fought on

my beautiful princess
now watches us carefully
flying high in the skies
looking down from the heaven above
while we take care of her “little angel”
my little angel!

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note: for those who have lost their daughters to domestic violence!

Rating: 10.0/10 (4 votes cast)

Going back to School

stepping out from the shade
on a rainy saturday evening
watched by a lonely, hungry dog
i walk slowly in the rain

a million rain drops
fall on me
slowly drenching me from head to foot
washing away the dirt
washing away the stains
that “stuck” to me in the shade

i let my eyes wander
slowly from left to right
scanning the horizon
scanning the sea of faces
desperately trying to avoid the rain

with each step i take
the sea of faces just grows bigger and bigger
the heavy downpour
brings the world to a standstill

everyone scattering here and there
trying to hold on to what they got
trying to escape the waters from heaven
scampering to any “shelter”

a million people
tucked away at every shade available
hiding from the rain
a million faces
constantly scanning the dark clouds
in search of a break

walking slowly
in the rain
i pause at each and every shade
praying the rain doesnt stop
hoping the sea (of faces) does not disappear

a million faces
with a billion looks
staring at me
wondering at the maniac standing before them

standing before each shade
i pause,
carefully jotting down the points
carefully making a note

with each lesson completed
i put the pencil and the book
into the bag
and move on to the next shade
to learn a new lesson

with a million faces
and a billion different looks
to study
i hurry past each shade
making notes as fast as i can
praying the rain does not stop

with a lesson at every shade
i am going back to the school
once again
i am going back to the school
to learn

i am going back to the school
to learn
not a new degree
not a new qualification
i am going back to the school
to learn

to learn more
about people!

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notes: multiple meanings. depends on the way your read it.
depening on your outlook, shade/rain/school can mean multiple things depending on how you read it.

in my opinion, trying to understand ppl is the most difficult to achieve in life. you can probably “learn” all the degrees/get all the “qualifications” but can never understand people. When you think, you understood them, things change and what you understood becomes void. Then either you have to start from scratch or get stuck in a rut.
Most of the people, do not make the attempt to “relearn” once again for either fear or couldnt be bothered due to their ego.

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Rating: 10.0/10 (1 vote cast)