Monday, September 08, 2014

#61


Build walls.
Tall ones.
A fortress.
Protect your guard.
Dont let anyone close.
Many will try to climb.
Some may peer and go.
Some may knock.
Some will wait.
Some will break.
And then one day.
Poof they will be gone.
Leaving you where you were.
Build walls.
Tall ones.


7 comments:

M S Mahawar said...

very nice poem divsi :)

Mr.Miglani said...

I link it to emotional walls

divsi said...

Thanks MS :)

divsi said...

It is precisely that :)

Anonymous said...

Different, strange, and yes- beautiful. Forces you to ponder about the deep thoughts penned down.
and when everybody will be gone
quietly, one will come along
to fly higher, to wait longer
to break though and come out stronger
a fighter, who will always be around

(P.S. don't kill me now ;) )

divsi said...

It was written in a temporary phase of mind. ( This is not a philosophy I would swear by!) :p
I wouldn't kill you for this add on.
Simply Because: It reeks of hope. Hope is something we all dwell on, don't we? :)

Anonymous said...

read it thrice and was always hung with the last four lines. But trust me, I still found it beautiful. Probably, because the pic and words portrayed strength too? or so it was in my mind :D :) Keep writing. Best Wishes!