Been a long ,
No hope found
But wished to find ,
Dug deeper
Spring came and took my heart ,
While drowning in my thoughts
Hope found me ,
I didn’t seek …
It gave me hope to find hope ,
Yet another day in my life with hope
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Been a long ,
No hope found
But wished to find ,
Dug deeper
Spring came and took my heart ,
While drowning in my thoughts
Hope found me ,
I didn’t seek …
It gave me hope to find hope ,
Yet another day in my life with hope
I never felt a heartbreak
Even at the verge of death ,
But now you make me sick
Your absence makes me grow lonelier,
The day you came into my life,
Like a blue moon ,
Was the most beautiful day of my life
But now ! I feel like why did we meet?
Because deep down my emotions
Are vulnerable to you
The one who prioritised me ,
Is no longer cherishing my presence;
She can live a day without me
And made me live in hell without you ,
Like Shakespeare’s imagery
I want to treasure her presence
Even if it was for an hour,
I remember those days ,
When I used to sleep in your warm embrace
When I got addicted to yourΒ secure smell,
Which even my mother failed to provide,
Now that I am addicted to you
I am afraid of losing you again
So when you called me into your embrace,
I neglected it as I don’t want to suffer again,
I don’t want to lose myself into you again
I now feel like a lost Princess
Who’s stuck in a snow storm,
Screaming her lungs out
But her voice is Frozen
Cannot be heard by the woods
Yet waiting for the right time to recover
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AT THE END OF THE DAY I AM ALL ALONE
Do you think
Suicide is a foolish act ?
Is it a reck less thought?
Are suiciders spineless folks?
I say no !
Few agree so!
Raising the gifted arm,
Feeling guilt for the merciless deed
Slowly tears flourish as flood ,
Flows into thy cheek ,
As River seen a Rain ,
Your hand picks up
The most precious weapon,in pain ,
Tearing apart ,
Each cell,
Each tissue
Each ligament,
Each layer of skin,
Finally breaking
The most trembling part of nervous system,
I can witness something,
I can witness something,
As red as rubies
But flows as blood
Drop by drop ,
Making visible view to a blurry one
Oh! Oh! I can’t see?
Yep you fainted
Am I alive ?
No , you are not .
A dead yet alive soul ,
Grateful for my act ,
I am freed from guilt at last ,
But ,
Erase my every memory
Not even the happier one I need
Erase me as myself,
Help me thine ,
Oh lord ,
Forgetting all ,
The only permanent medication
For THY soul.
Still do you consider suiciders don’t suffer pain ? Are they spineless?
Do you think so ?
