SOMETIMES...



















When I am angry, 
I know I should not speak.
But then, sometimes, I do.
And I feel bad about me, my action, my anger...
My loss of self-control.
Then, I become more angry...
This time around, 
With my own burning soul!




When I am afraid,
I know I should not dream about my future.
But then, sometimes, I do.
And I feel anxious about my tomorrows...
Then, I become more afraid...
This time around, 
About the prophesy 
That I have just fulfilled on my own!




When I am sad, I know I  should not blame.
But then, sometimes, I do.
And I feel even sadder about my lost world.
Then, I become more hurt and feel more sorrowful...
This time around, 
About the world that I could have just saved!




When I am happy,
I know I should be grateful.
But then, sometimes, I don't.
And I feel the disturbing emptiness in my heart.
I become more restless...
This time around, 
 About the Guardian Angel 
That my Pride has just shunned!




Yes, I am my best friend,
And, I am my worst enemy...
This truth I know...
And, I don't...
Sometimes!






GERALD D'CUNHA


Pic.: Vivek D'Cunha

Comments

rishnak said…
Good one, just hitting!!
February 19, 2012 at 9:47 PM
Sweety Chawla said…
So true sir have no words thanks for the wonderful lines it summarized the whole life in just few sentences........
February 20, 2012 at 8:06 AM
Gerald D'Cunha said…
Thanks Sweety... Life is, as they say, in our 'pockets', always!

I thought, I wd take it out to have a look, last night!

Love,

Sir
February 20, 2012 at 8:42 AM
Gerald D'Cunha said…
Thanks Rishnak... Happy, u liked the post. Keep reading and commenting.

BTW, I liked ur name... there is a beautiful ring around it!

Love,

GERRY
February 20, 2012 at 8:44 AM
Anonymous said…
Fantastic. Loved it.

-- Romesh
February 20, 2012 at 3:47 PM
Gerald D'Cunha said…
Thanks Romesh. Do read regularly.

Love,

GERRY
February 20, 2012 at 4:01 PM
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