Good Life….

Simple, easy it is
For the sight to see…
It’s the insight
Which was not seen…

Heard the words
Fallen from the mouth
It’s the voice of the heart..
Which was never heard…

Touch the hand
Which you held….
It’s the grip
Which could never be felt…

Tears roll
Which was seen
It’s the hurt
Which none could ever feel…


Sangeeta issar

4th feb.’08

by MSI ISS

Comments (1)

Poor girl...Great poem! I like it!