Wednesday, March 02, 2011

The Voices In My Head

Too many times that I've wanted to get up and leave
Tired of all the tricks that they keep pulling up their sleeve
Too many practical conversations that I've been a part of
And I've really grown tired of listening now
Their voice of impeccable reason and their condescending smile
They don't know it but they've lost me and it's been quite a while
They still think they know me and what I really need
They might've known better if they'd have listened and paid more heed
All those times that they've found me here, my feet dipping in the stream
If they'd really seen me, they'd know what I really wanna do is dream
I wanna shout out and tell them practicality and reason is their way not mine
But for some reason I just shut myself up again and sit here in silence, every single time...


Ria said...

Hope they see ur side some day.

Mulling Over My Thoughts said..., they never will. It's just me that has to make sure I don't let their voices drown my own!

Sneha said...

It appears to me that you have written this poem while sitting near the stream in Khadgwasla which u often mention in your posts.
I am just guessing.:)

Mulling Over My Thoughts said...

:) No not this time...this was written in bed at 1 AM!