Sunday, December 16, 2012

Insecure...



I was falling for you
Was waiting to elite
Amidst the good and bad
Between the Crest and trough

Yet you wasn’t sure
Don’t know, why
But, At that point
I don’t wanna lose you

I beg for something
That something called love
You were rich with that
But surely was insecure.

14 comments:

  1. Last paragraph is brilliant. Lovely poem Ruchi!

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  2. I like the photo you chose to represent this. Nice combination of words and image.

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  3. Boyd are sort of slow with this sort of thing. Your Ruchi'spoet should work on getting him fast.

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  4. View it all from afar in a distant manner and it will get easier...All the best

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  5. Lovely, the fears are expressed subtly and beautifully.

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  6. Lovely thoughts and words , Ruchi:)

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  7. Thank you for your comment on memories of my Dad.
    You write with emotions.
    A lot of feelings go into poems and writing, not always an easy thing, . BJ

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  8. Hi Ruchi, the depth in your poems is amazing, each line makes a lot of impact,your poetic talent is beautiful, I have enjoyed many of your poems today!
    Thanks for your visit and feed back, appreciate it a lot!

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  9. I read a few poems and loved the lines.
    Thanks for visiting my blog as otherwise I would not have known about your blog and the beautiful verses

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  10. Lovely poem..Simple and straight from heart :)

    love
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