Down will you go before you even know.... In a matter of seconds, you will be no more… Senses blocked and vision blurred… Hands and legs going berserk… So quick it will be, like a feeling of ecstasy… You’d probably ask…why me??? But an Answer for it, would unfortunately be no less mean… If you’re lucky, you’d find something to hold… But to be pulled up, you need an extra pair of hands…. Pray there is one and behold… Defying forces of nature can be hard… Something that looks normal, may be the one cruel and bad… What is weird, may be pleasant and make you feel glad…
"Defying forces of nature can be hard… Something that looks normal, may be the one cruel and bad… What is weird, may be pleasant and make you feel glad…" when we know nothing about ourself how can we assume other forces or people.very good poem Scorpio.An unanswered question.
@GoogleGlass @periamma @VanithaSudhir @jskls - Thank you for the comments given..in this poem Who am I is - Quicksand . I was watching "The Mummy" for the umpteenth yesterday, and suddenly was very intrigued by Quicksand, and hence the poem is the result. :-D
so sorry to misinterpret your "Who am I?" question. moodar kootam membership vaangitteno'nnu irukku with some influence
I thought you were already buried. (Should start singing 'Thedum kana paarvai.. thavikka.. thudikka')