I am a....
- Bindaas Thankam\m/
- City of Fire\m/, State of Revolution\m/, India
Bindaas Thankam
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
MY HEART SPOKE MILLION WORDS
KNEW MY HEART WAS HURT
MILLION TEARS SPOKE MY STORY
HAD NO HOPE TO START A BRAND NEW STORY
HOPES OF STRINGES WERE DETACHED
AND MY DREAMS WERE BURNT INTO ASH
RANIBOWS OF LIFE WERE TURNED INTO BLACK
I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT I HAD LACKED
TURNED MYSELF INTO A DEW DROP
HOPING TO MAKE SOMEONE LAUGH
BUT WAS BURNT BY THE EVIL OF HATE
I WAS ALONE AND DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY
I WAS BLUE,I WAS GREY
I WAS WORTHLESS SAID THEY
I WAS RED,I WAS GREEN
WAS DESTINED TO BE UNSEEN
I WAS PURPLE,I WAS YELLOW
WAS WOKEN BROKEN,WITHOUT A HELLO
WINGS OF MY FREEDOM WERE CUT
AND ALL THE DOORS TO HEAVEN WERE SHUT
THERE WERE NO IF'S AND BUT'S
I WAS TOLD ,I WAS TO BE BURNT
BURNING IN THE FLAMES OF DISGUST
I HAD NO ONE THAT I COULD TRUST
I WAS RIPPED,I WAS SCARDI WAS THROWN INTO HALF
DEAF WENT THE WORLD
NO ONE STOOD ON MY BEHALF
NO ONE HEARD MY AGONISING PAIN
ALL WERE COUNTING MY MONEY
THINKING ABOUT THEIR GAINS
IT WAS NOT ENOUGH NOT ENOUGH
THEY MADE ME SO ROUGH
BLEEDING WAS MY SOUL
WITH ALL PITS AND HOLES
BROKEN WAS MY SPIRIT
NO ONE COULD EVER SEE IT
WAS IGNORED LIKE HELL
MY INNOCENCE AND BEAUTY WAS THROWN INTO A DARK WELL
I GREW UP INTO NOBODY
WAS PUSHED BY EVERYBODY
WAS LONELY IN THE CROWD
NEVER FELT PROUD
FOR THE PERSON I HAD BECOME
WAS NOTHING BUT DUMB I CRIED TO LORD MANY TIMES
HOPING HE MIGHT SHOW ME THE SUNSHINE
WAS HOPING TO BE HEALED
HOPING TO SEE EVERYTHING CLEAN
WANTED TO BE HELD
WANTED TO FEEL SAFE
I WAS SO SCARED
LORD IF THERE IS A HOPE IN MY LIFE
SHOW ME THAT LIGHT
I AM YOUR CHILD
PUNISHED FOR NO CRIME
HOPE YOU WOULD HEAR ME ONE DAY
HOPE I WONT CRY THAT DAY
HOPE U SHOW ME THE LOVE OF MY LIFE
HOPE I CAN TURN INTO A BRIGHT LIGHT
THIS IS ONLY MY PRAYER
THAT I AM LOVED AND CARED
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