Greenery amidst the deserts…
The little things used to amuse me
the way rain kisses the earth,
the sun peeping through the clouds and
the waves nibbling the shore.
But with age things altered,
losing the ability to feel,
the things once I loved.
The days turned strange
beautiful sunsets and sunrise shifted to
dreadful weekdays and weekends.
The more I endured, the more I
lost the gift to cherish those moments.
Not sure when I lost all those or how
but all I’m certain is that ,
I’m a matchstick waiting for its quietus.
I’m actually in a doubt now not knowing what to write. The days are getting hectic and usually I reach room late and tired. Oft it make me wonder why we are doing all this things that we don’t like to do just to survive in this planet. People spent most of their life working to earn cash and forgets the meaning of life.Reality as itself is a paradox. World has enough to feed all yet people die of hunger. Of course world needs a structure but have we gone too far for forgetting the essence of life? People had become too much accustomed to the so called life that a change now is nearly impossible.
I wish if I had never met you,
You lifted me up as I fell down,
yet drowned me in the pit at-last.
As a mirage you gave me the hope,
but left me in despair,
the gift for trusting someone I shouldn’t.
No one can fathom my life’s struggles
and I leave this reality,
seeking pleasure in an imaginary world
just to forget the foreboding reality.
The pain never ceases,
while my head splitting in reality..
Dumped all my feelings
yet it burns my heart
As an alien in this human-world
suffering in the feelings
molded a beast lacking empathy..
(Wrote in a hurry , pardon any mistakes :3)
Never saw the angel,
yet felt her presence,
like the moonlight on a gloomy night.
Heard her voice,
like the droplets of rain kissing the ground.
Her giggle resonated the pearls slipping of a string..
Never would one believe,
she was a human but an angel to save my world.
Longed to have her in life
yet know it will never happen.
Felt like she was the one for me but,
I’m not the one for her,
and such an angel deserves more,
than i could ever be…
(Something i wrote an year ago, sharing because of today’s word-prompt and busy to write a new one :3)