Incomplete...

by Ash   Apr 19, 2008


I just wanted to be that one person who could relieve your burdens and your pain.
That one person who you could confide in at any time of any day.
I just wanted to push away the clouds that beckoned those tears of rain.
That one person that would never lead you astray.

But dreams are forever but dreams,
a reality in life they can never be.
Countless wishes are made each day,
but only to diminish solitarily soon to decay.

Everything about you just lingers on in my face,
I can't forget you - it's a mindless game I can't chase.
Everyday I wish that we could be together again,
that things could go back to the way it was then.

But every time I talk to you its no longer the same,
it seems as though we've drifted so far apart,
that we're both situated in a different plane,
mastered by some falsity of art.

Everyone says it's just a phase,
that I'll soon get over this so called craze.
But why does my heart still remain ablaze?
And everything about him just continually replays?

Everyone with their sympathetic looks saying that all will be ok.
And yet I continually think to myself that they are all so wrong.
How can anyone comprehend to what I feel?
It's more than wherein their ignorance can deal.

Beckoned into a world wherein the sky remains so grey,
it's such a feeling of despair with emptiness creeping this way.
Which way to hold on when all seems so dead,
life without you is only filled dread.

Incomplete...
Without you I'm just so incomplete...
It's like singing a song with no beat...
Just so incomplete....

Incomplete...
Without you I'm so incomplete...
Walking alone upon this deserted street.
Just so incomplete...

Incomplete...
Without you I'm so incomplete...
Everything in life now so bitter - nothing's ever sweet.
Just so incomplete...

Incomplete...
Without you I'm so incomplete...
Whispering along an ocean subdued in total defeat..
Just so incomplete...

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  • 16 years ago

    by Prasad Baadkar

    Incomplete... So many things we think n in d end when all is to end happy... there comes a fullstop... a Incomplete...

    Lovely thoughts

    Keep writing

    best wishz..

    Karan

  • 16 years ago

    by LESBIAN KIZZEZ

    I really like this poem this was so e 2 yeas ago