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Drifting away

Have always been fond of poetry.Poetry is so beautiful to express emotions.It can be interpreted any way you like.There is beauty in precision.Sometimes a single poem can express what pages of prose cannot.

Here's one I wrote recently.





Drifting away



I watch helplessly
As we drift farther apart.
I want to call out
But this time, words won’t suffice.
The rope has already been cut
And the tide is too strong.

I watch helplessly
As each wave, carries us farther apart.
I want to call out
But this time, a wish won’t suffice.
The ties have already been broken
And the distance is too long.

I watch helplessly
And I silently endure the pain
Of drifting away.
© Ps

Comments

  1. That seams so sad. Is it about a broken relationship?

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  2. Wish I could answer that! :-)Break ups happen only inside my head..In reality,I feel breaking up is futile because life is so short.

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  3. This conveys a deep sense of helplessness, having struggled to swim against what has turned out to be against the tide, you have seen that to which you have clung onto taken away from you.

    You say the rope has been cut..but by who?..But then you say you endure the pain of driffting away..perhaps the real pain was actually holding on?

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  4. Niall--Send me your e-mail id!!!

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  5. I have read a lot of your work Preeti and I am in love with your style of writing.

    Sometimes, it is good to "Let go" than to "Hold on". In the best interest of everyone and of situations, it is good to close ourselves.

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