LIVING IN THESE MORBID SURROUNDS;
I'VE CEASED TO BE A HUMAN BEING, FOR LONG.....
Where rates are fixed and the fates are risked;
My ears have parched out, for long to listen a dulcet lullaby or song,
My sentences, once, were lovely poems to someone and verses to some;
Where life was enchanted, joyous and smiles exceeded my income,
Now I fail to rhyme even a few lines in my never ending queues of words;
And the expressions have vanished; which once described happy moods,
Holes unfathomable have been bored inside heart, and still that beating piece of body;
Tries to cheat its true identity of being a lump of pain, by enacting plays of rhapsody,
Need for dreaming exceeded the need for sleep, eyelids used to close due to the bright visions;
Now the sodden eyes, glued with the fears of future, search for few rays of happy reasons,
When I tried recollecting the faded memories, the scattered pieces of my broken heart laughed at me;
And the body, tired n distressed, demanded a future of harmony n the soul to be set free,
If not the perfect seasons to enjoy, it demanded a few reasons at least;
Just enough to live life more humane and less like an endangered beast,
The syndrome of faded smiles, taking a toll, killing the dimples and images of frivolity, is on a rampage;
A place where stories of pleasure n joy were read once is now ending up on a permanent poster of anger and rage.
"DRAGON"
© By shivapavan On 4/19/2010 1:57:22 PM
