The most painful feeling in the world is when a living person becomes just a memory in our mind.
I piled my thoughts
And locked them inside
Little did I knew
That it will eat me alive.
Slowly,slowly ,very slowly
Its poison disseminated in whole body
It left me and my soul binded
To some unseen, unfathomable crisis.
My mind began to loose its grip
And I lost all, that made me, ‘Me’
But this was just the trailer of the show,
The real scene was much beyond my hope.
Apparitions of ‘faith’ mocked my ‘trust’
And left behind a trail of dust.
My body now walks without a soul,
This hollow body has now nothing to hold.
Roaming aimlessly like a cursed figure,
Its mouth been stitched with the thread of fear.
Fear of roaming like this for eternity,
Kissed by illusion and seduced by blasphemy.
Death is peaceful and forceful. Peaceful for those who goes away and forceful for those who lives.
The time has come to take a stand
The minute has come to avenge yourself,
These moments, these seconds will decide my road
Which one should I take- the less travelled or the one travelled more…
Deep in my soul I know what I want
I know it because I feel it in my heart
But this heart was soon ambushed by love and care,
And only my outer body was spared.
My mind soon started to join the killers,
My heart, brave enough, never liked thrillers
Soon my body became a battleground
Leaving my soul scarred and down.
The wounded soul knows where to go
She rooted for heart and let the brain know-
That all its politics, all its weapons
Will meet their end by her strong determination.
I seek your wishes, I seek your support,
How will i overcome it Without you on board.
A bump on this road made me see,
The hollow, lone figure living inside me…
I know I’ll wander like this for eternity,
But still, don’t know why I seek the trinity,
The lamp of goodness that burned inside me,
Well, its fading away as we speak…
I was strong when i started this journey,
I was sure of its flowing positivity,
But this bump changed that all,
And it made me realise that i only live close to my hollow soul…
Buried in soil, beneath the surface,
Your memories, your tongue still haunts the place,
The lies you spread opened your grave
But still somehow your evilness remains,
I never thought I’ll see this day,
When the miracle called ‘life’ will turn into jealously and hatred…
Even though you died your legacy will continue,
It’ll produce such fruits the world never knew,
The babies- when they knock the earth,
They’ll be welcomed by this unknown thirst,
“of doing bad and expecting good ”
And life my friend will become
” a parade of nostalgic fools”.