Saturday, August 27, 2011

Hidden baggage

Do not pretent that this is what you wanted
you wanted some more; invisibly granted

I do not know whether the expectations were too less or too loaded
it was never a point where my mind was shown it being unfolded

They were growing old without an attempt
The pile was increasing with growing contempt

I will not compete for what i was not acquainted
Should i have taken my hint when the look was so cold

I would have given you an answer right away
I should have stopped invisible,unrealistic expectations coming my way

I could have won; i could have lost
But, only if all the invisible expectations could have been told

No comments:

Post a Comment