Thursday, September 24, 2009

My heart..

My heart has become a black box,
Having a mass of cold blood within..
Rushing here and there,
Without the tinge of any emotions..

Sometimes it becomes still,
Expecting to rest a while..
As it has suffered a lot,
For its beats and your smile..

There was a time,
When my small heat knew no boundaries..
It just embraced all your love,
With utmost care and sincerities..

My heart is now shrinked,
Shading all its love..
Now it lives in an unknown fear..
Someone may come and rip it apart,
And that someone may become you..



Santosh Kumar Panigrahy said...

Hmmm..Nitu mama...Nice Poetry...n more tht it's heart touching...not only because it is on the heart...but also n mainly because it's from the heart.

Nitijita said...

sry d tenth line therz a mistake...HEAT is written in d place of HEART...:-o

Nitijita said...

thanx santosh....:)

satyajit(chinku) said...

really awsome....wonderful..
the nice one..

Anshuman Abhisek said...

hey edit the mistake naa..
and I mustn't take anything from you... damn good yaar