Ma,you forgot me!:)

i grew up to forget the pain or ignore it but not now.i wish you would look at me,tell me am ignoring my food with a caring voice,for once take me in your palms for half a minute everyday and tell me am the most wonderful thing that happened to you but looks like the water has receded and the time has already passed for another rain!i want you to ask me how my day went and appreciate the fact that am on my own though its not a big deal,i know...i know your struggle is impeccable and its second to none but am ordinary,i hope you know me.i understand you have a job to keep and its important to leave on time but i want you to be home before sunset.i feel lonely and i cant tell you how much i need someone to complete me.i have had various setbacks from the society when  i tried to seek love,i hope you remember one of them.i love it when you share with me  your struggles and how much you praise someone's kids and am sure you will end within their vicinity but i hope someday it will be me,about whom you will go on and on.I just hope you haven't forgotten me with the time.
              Am out of school now and feel submerged under the pressure of competition with no one to show the light,only to suggest you am alone!the pain,as i tell you is subtle when i release it but burns a hole in my heart when i feel an object of apathy,which is quite untrue i know for you are the one who gets furious on my mistakes,disregard me with the hope of improvement,but a human being as you know thrives on appreciation,perhaps scarce in store for me..
            i share immense pain during those times and am not a forgetful person,you know which doesn't help the cause at all.i will never ever tell you,you know but always be honored to walk under your shadow and  hope for a heart that will listen to me,understand me and fight for me like you did.
           i stand on the beach,the waves reaching for me and kissing my feet but none stayed with me till the very end,even the ones that immersed me left my roots for the better ones....hope is a funny word.makes me laugh a lot,helps me weep silent tears and still walks with me through the journey in the quest of love........

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  1. tHe SoUl SeArChErApril 28, 2010 at 3:00 PM

    its amazingly well-written

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  2. UnknownFebruary 23, 2011 at 2:04 PM

    hope is a funny word.makes me laugh a lot,helps me weep silent tears and still walks with me through the journey in the quest of love........<3

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  3. Smith MehtaFebruary 23, 2011 at 8:02 PM

    thnk u guys!overwhelmed..

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  4. AnonymousMarch 8, 2011 at 2:35 AM

    Its easy for me to punch the key board and say, its touchy...but the kind of pain you are going through is immense and I cannot even cure it. I hope someday your mother acknowldges the fact that you are the most wonderful thing that happened to her in her life :)

    Just an admirer who knew you since the day you were born.

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