Will you bring me back? Will you,When I am on the verge of leaving this world? Sorrow doesn’t grieve me anymore; All my happiness-I have already sold. I have exercised an unidentified, reluctant approval, Accepting all that the world has wrought To me and my folk. You have made me fall, A thousand times in all. I don’t desire for freedom anymore, I have already submitted to that reluctant approval. I have submitted to you, to the core. I am now devoid of my own identity.
Will you give me back my long lost Recognition? What, don’t you recognize me anymore? You’re selfish. Yes, you are! My worth is lost, forever. It is you who have taken away the vitality of my life; But I cannot protest. My words are lost…Oh, are you laughing in jest? Now, I am on the verge of leaving this world, You won’t bring me back, will you?
I am student and my passions are ever directed towards the literary front. I love rhymes and do not love them,too! I want people to derive joy from all kinds of rhymes as well as free verse... hence, I write in both... Hope you'll enjoy these pieces of absurdities!
I leave this world as ignorant as when I came into it, my hands empty, my heart full. I have no answers, only questions, no certainties, only doubts. The fear of death has been my most loyal companion, the cry of
A misbelief breaks into rags. Still I dream of some gods on black pages piecing together the words of light. The rains come in the cage of tears, voicelessly. Striated muscles of splintered faith go to cramps birthing the avatar