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Ishshita Chanda May 2014
"Ouch" I got hurt
Please will you stop,
the stones are hurting me
the pins are pinching me
the road is scratching me
             "Will you please stop"
no you wont because,
you dont consider me living
my tears  are not seen
my pain is immature,

I make you travel all along
from distance to distance
your journey is possible because of me
you drive me recklessly everytime
but
                "It hurts me"

I am your servant
I bow myself to you
but still i feel the pain
i feel the cuts that hurts
                    &
when i break down
when i lost my control
you kick me hard
to make me move,
still you didnt noticed my pain
           "I am hurt again"
but who cares
i m in a journey to go on go
where there is no end.....................
This poem is depicted with the story of wheels .It is dedicated to all the unliving things that we consider they have no life ...but in every thing there is a present of life ...that we need to see it & most importantly we need to feel each& everything...then only we can understand& add meaning
##hurt## ##agony##anger##......
Ishshita Chanda May 2014
We are seen by the eyes of hatred
We are known for disgrace in society,

but who knows
we are naked every night
to save other innocents
to save the society,from the evil eyes,
to feed our family,

We are ***** every night
to fulfil your desire
nobody sees our tears & never  will,
because we will always be a harlot,
the hated people in the society
but nobody knows the reason ,
why we are selling ourself every night!!!

Every night we are in tears of agony,
to satisfy millions every night
we are just circulated  like a dice to one another
we unclean our soul
to satisfy you,
but still we are bluffed

we are just a joke for others
we are neglected people out of millions,

but at night you  come
to tor us apart
you satisfy your hunger
you enjoy our pain
&

we are in bed crying,
but you cant see because
you dnt have that eyes to see
you dnt have that heart to feel ,

but still we are hated in the society
& you are the respected one
"This is our Society"
This poem is dedicated to all the innocents who knowingly or unknowingly has fallen in this trap ....to satisfy those ...who roam in road to **** a life of an innocent ...to save them they are opening themselves to you ....nobody does this willingly....its just a force or pressure to them,that we are unaware of ...
#cry##pain##anger##stressed##shame##society##helplessness##
Ishshita Chanda May 2014
I never thought about you
I didnt even bother to know you
Do i even know you ?
Do you even exist within I?


A weeping voice from inside replied
                  "I am me"
I am the me,who stayed with you when no one was there,
I am the me,who cried when you cried,
I am the me,who got hurt when you were hurt,
I am the me,who stayed with you in all the worst -off,
I am the me,who was in pain when you were in pain,
I am the me,who took care of you when you were busy,
I am the me,who crave for food,when you were hungry & lessen it
In every walk of your life you found me,


But i was the one standing alone,
because you never thought about me,
when i cried for all the sufferings,
you were not there

I took all the burdens alone,
but you didnt turned around & look at me once,
And yes i do exist,
but you never knew me because,
"You are the selfish I"
The poem is dedicated to our inner self,to our soul whom we forget in our busy schedule of our life or in our ups down,nobody stays with us forever only "me" stays forever
#sad# #cry# #lost# #selfish#
Ishshita Chanda May 2014
When a girl is born,
she is born in hatred
she is born in limitations,restriction,binding

As her childhood life begins,
the fight whether to educate her starts
people believe,it is better to save money for her dowry,

As her teenager life begins,
she suffers from her monthly cycle
& she is looked by the eyes that she has become a women
now ready to reproduce a life
even for some she is not allowed to worship in temples

As her adulthood life begins,
she is forced by everyone to get married
she is forced to give birth to a son
And spent her entire life looking after her children,husband & siblings
Without a utter,she does all for others happiness,

As her oldage life begins,
she is now laying in bed
nobody to care
nobody to look after her &
She is thrown away
but she never "complained"



Nobody understood her pain
when she was shouting inside,
I want to study
the pain she suffered every month
I dont want to get married,
the pain she went through the night of her marriage
I dont want to give birth
the pain ,the struggle of 9 months she suffered


but when she wanted someone,there was nobody to stand beside her,
nobody ever asked what she wanted
nobody ever noticed her pain
nobody every noticed her cry


"She was born to sacrifice her life"
But nobody noticed what she did for everyone

And forever she is known by"someone"
who came and disappear.........
Not to hurt any one emotion  by writing this ...just it is a compose of fact and reality which is still going there


#pain# #cry# #sacrifice# #emotional#....
Ishshita Chanda Apr 2014
viewing my profile
as i scroll down
my eyes was mesmerize
by looking at your picture
but to my ego,i just commented
"You have got nice hairs"

You texted me "do i know you"
I replied "i dont know"

And our conversation started
we exchanged our phone no
we talked day and night
we shared our secrets
only thing existed for me was then was you
bt i never let u know my feelings

And when we met
You said"I Love you"
I replied "I Love you too"


"You were my perfect Accident,
     It happened for a purpose"
#cute# #love# #simple#
Ishshita Chanda Apr 2014
U left me,
sitting on a corner
i m crying in a pain of you

In this darkness
I m searching for you
I m searching for us
but you left me
and i m in tears

Wish i could erase those memory
Wish i could erase those kisses
Wish i could erase those love
Wish i could erase those care
Wish i could erase the time
Wish i could.......

For you all emotions were just
For me it was real
For me it was my love
For me it was you

And now i dnt even exist for you
But you are still inside me &
my heart echos in pain "why"

Dying in a thought
Dying in my heart
another day without you

Couldnt you see my love??
Couldnt you see my pain??


All i imagine myself in your arms
bt when i see in real
i found you with someone else


And now i just cant  figure it out
And i m numb again
we were supposed to be forever
bt now we are just strangers

Was i not yours
Was i not worth it
was i not pretty like her
was i not.....

U would have just said me ,
i would change myself to the girl you want,baby
but you left me

Boy," I still love you"
#heartbreak# # tears# #depressed# #lonely#  #pain#
Ishshita Chanda Apr 2014
As i was viewing the channel,
my eyes suddenly turned blank
i found myself in a deserted place
all i felt the place was haunted


As i looked around,
i found a crow sitting on a tree
i wondered where i was

As i was walking by,
to found out my way
i sensed something following me
i was so afraid even to turn back&
i kept on moving

Suddenly i felt my back was touch by someone,
but this time i took a dare to turn back
and to my wonder i saw a wolf
it roared at me,

Again another sound,
forced me to look around
and all i saw the two handsome vampires
"The salvatore brothers"

My eyes became still
My breath was hold
My body turned cold
i became pause
and i wonder are the wolf
"Klaus or tyler"

All i could see,
the vampires & wolfs fights
vampires protecting me from their fights

My dream to meet vampires,
My imagination
My hope
all was coming out to be real

Only my wish to became vampire was to be fulfilled,
i asked them to turned me up into a vampire,
i imagined myself being a vampire
my hot look
my vampire  teeth
my craving for blood
my fights with the wolf
all i could see my dreams in reality


But suddenly i was hit from bck "ouch"
and to my wonder it was my dad
everything vanished,no one was out there
it was just a dream ??
my wish only remained a wish


"Wish i could be vampire"
#fiction#
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