I SURRENDER..
When I see my words suffer
When I see tears on my face
I decide to fight, I decide to defy.
But when you say
You love me not
I surrender
To the palate of fate
I surrender.
When I see my desires suppressed
When I see my dreams depressed
I decide to rise, I decide to fly.
But when you say
Love we share not
I surrender
To the raven of death
I surrender.
When I see people confronting me
When I see myself loosing to the sea
I stand straight, N' I swim
But when you say
For me you care not
I surrender
To the battle of life
I surrender.
I have learned so much from them, I have written so much about them.. Thanks to my friends who are the inspirations for my poetry!! These pieces are Mine but somehow not mine because these pieces have been written about others..
What I saw, What I felt, & What I perceived, are the foundation stones of my writing. I don't write anything new. I write what is already a past for someone. I write what has already been dreamed by someone. I think those people would have written these things better than me... But unfortunately, they don't do poetry! I don't know why!!
If you think that Amartya is good, then they would have been better... Without wishing to sound conceited, if you think that Amartya is the best, then they would have been better than the best! So, I request those guys (keeping their names a secret), to come forward and try their hands at the art called POETRY. If they really feel these things to their heart and soul, they surely can write better than the best! Just do it! You can feel these things. You are not an Escalope..
That's all for today!
One thing! Can I hope that when you read my blogs, you transform into a better "YOU"; That you feel these things and learn atleast something from it; That you pray for those people who are not winning it all; That you are happy for those who have won it; That you share the joys and sorrows of all those people about whom I write; That now you sometimes drop a few precious droplets of water down your cheeks for others?
My Escalope intends to make you cry when your friends cry. My Escalope wishes to revamp this society into a place where we feel for others, where we not only know words but also the emotions hiding behind those words... A society where, If we say we care for you, WE MEAN IT... Thank You! :)

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