H!dden MeM()r!eS

Dark secrets
Hidden feelings
Rush into my veins
And sends a chill down my spine.
Memories,
The times I lied
The times I cheated,
It all takes everything away from me
And
Leaves me numb
And scared with fear.
I feel cold,
I am all alone.
I feel more and more afraid
As those hidden memories
Play with my mind.
Play with my heart
That can take it no more...

Comments

  1. PallavAugust 2, 2009 at 1:00 AM

    thsi is absolutely fantastic juhi...
    greta work
    keeo writing

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  2. JackAugust 2, 2009 at 6:20 AM

    Juhi,

    How true! You only know of what all you did wrong and hidden memories are your conscience which pricks you later. Beautifully said.

    Take care

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  3. DibsyAugust 2, 2009 at 9:26 AM

    How do you make hearts in those comments of yours?

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  4. TaraAugust 2, 2009 at 11:25 PM

    Another poem I think everyone can relate to. I think we've all been haunted by memories of things we've done wrong (no matter how far in the past they may be) at some point.

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  5. DibsyAugust 3, 2009 at 9:05 AM

    -tries making hearts with alt-3-

    ...

    D:

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  6. DibsyAugust 3, 2009 at 9:05 AM

    i have...failed >.<

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  7. Bella_182August 3, 2009 at 4:32 PM

    Hey,
    Sorry I was busy myself
    It's okay.I haven't been on much either myself
    Yea Happy Friendship day!
    How'd the exams go?Easy hard?.Love the poem...once again.your better then me at this lol

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  8. NainaAugust 4, 2009 at 2:38 AM

    now that was lovely.. coming from a young lady like yourselves, a poem like this is a miracle..

    Cheers
    Rane

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  9. ArnavAugust 4, 2009 at 3:24 AM

    AMazing Juhi,
    Beautiful blog :)



    Keep writing and smiling
    Arnav

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  10. PhilO♥August 5, 2009 at 4:16 AM

    @ Pallav: Thanks! It's been long huh :)
    @ Jack: Thank you. I know, secrets do haunt :D
    @ Dibsy: Press alt+3(On d right hand side of the keyboard-the num lock one)
    @ Tata: I agree! Thanks
    @ Bella: Will get my marks tomorrow. Hope I do well! :(
    @ Rane: Looks like you've visited my blog for the 1st time. Thanks a ton. Do come again :)
    @ Arnav: You keep smiling too :D

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  11. Sakhi.August 5, 2009 at 4:45 AM

    hey....sarcastic words!!
    but perfect 4 mah lyfstory!!

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  12. PhilO♥August 5, 2009 at 5:20 AM

    @ Sakhi: Your life story?! Hehe! Catch you in school! Study hard :D

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