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I've grasped you into my clutches
Jailed you into the chambers of my heart
I have a hundreds of your pictures stored in my eyes
You are nailed into my memory cart

Pain you've inflicted upon
My unbreakable soul
Has turned divine love to pure disgust
Too bad you played me foul

Eyes that wept for you
Now have the fire of revenge
Life that was devoted to you
Now strategies to avenge

You left me in unfamiliar ruins
Tripping and falling I found my way
I've changed since then, you see
I've learnt to hate today.
A happy song plays in a happy home
Hums of the chorus along with sound of the chores

Unceasing noise of laughter
Clatter of children's games

Sitting together in the balcony
Breeze beats at their talkative face

Nonchalant old stories of shaking voices
Whooshes of the fast moving fan

Girls laughing elegantly
at their mischevious plan

This is the story of a happy family
Oblivious to what trauma could be

In the same home where there is no gloom
Where colorful and variety of flowers bloom

Also stays the little princess who sits and weeps
Witnessing the false face of a doublefaced creep.
Like everyday he woke up at 6,
Thinking he was nothing but a jinx,
Grabbing his things he left for college,
Dumb kids around him couldn't stand his knowledge.

There he stood, handling their insults,
Being nice to everyone like no one would,
He never thought something so little like perspective
Would ruin his ******* life for good.

He came home and acted like nothing happened,
He had parents, but he still felt abandoned.

Trying to live his life
He forgot to be a son,
People killed him everyday,
Because a painless death was no fun.

At the end of the day,
He looked in the mirror,
Realizing thousands of his strengths
Weren't strong enough,
As his weakness was always a winner.
Lately I've been hard to reach,
I've been too long on my own..
Everybody has a private world
where they can be alone

Are you calling me?
Are you trying to get through?
Are you reaching out for me,
Like I'm reaching out for you?

When I accidentally ran into oblivion,
Did you make sure to pull me out?
When I cried to sleep at night,
Did you know what was going on about?

Your promises seemed as empty
as the wide never-ending night sky.
Will you then remember me
After the last goodbye?

No, don't show me those tears
which will dry by the passing day.
I only deserve those precious pearls
Which ascertain to never decay.

I've seen enough of your colors
I'd rather you see my darkness now
And if you can with your heartless heart
Then, feel my scars somehow.

Do not give yourself the false hopes
Of my instant return
This time I will be gone for good,
This time I will not turn.

Now I wish to remain hard to reach,
I will be on my own..
Everybody has a better private world
where they can be alone

Were you calling me?
Were you trying to get through?
Were you reaching out for me,
Like I was reaching out for you?
I've taken the first stanza from Beautiful by Eminem. He is inspiring.
How can some people remain just as normal even after knowing that they've mentally scarred someone for life?
We danced not under a moonlit night
We chose to enjoy the bright daylight
We never exchanged our pretty hearts
We shared a million memories building towers of cards

You laughed when I fell and broke my crown
I didn't feel bad, I knew you cared deep down
You knew all wicked ideas that I ever got
We were best friends, we hugged, we fought

I inspired you, you amazed me
We were meant to write a refined story
You reigned my mind and ruled my gut
We were still only friends and to that we stayed shut

But slowly and steadily
Noiselessly and unknowingly
Something sparked in this little space
Was it me or was it you or was it something I had hidden in my case?

And then one night I thought of you
I suppressed my mind 'It can't be true.'
And I resolved that day
This little secret was to never be served in your tray

'Conceal, don't feel, don't let them in'
I finally knew what that phrase was saying
I couldn't risk our pious friendship
I could never ever be so foolish

And so I grieved from that day on
It was so much better had my silly mind not spoilt our happy song
All I wanted was to not lose
The bond we shared, so I placed the truce

But it didn't happen the way I wanted it to be
Soon you were seeing me lesser in the same breeze
You stayed away so I did too
To me happiness was wherever was the happiness of you

And now when I think of it,
How stupid I was!
I didn't realise that you would have to go someday
You'd have your own life far far away

I regret now not telling you then
Because you'd anyways go, wished you'd gone along with my burden
No, never think I blame you
I had no hopes of us being true

Now, You've forgotten how delightful we were
How our carefree lives made people stare
And I spend my time with the times of us two
For my heart had disappeared that night, it is, was and will always be with you.
Thank you to whoever's read this whole thing. I hope it was worth your time. Do comment about any improvements I can make!
I thought I had sunk in every depth of all your parts,
It makes me sigh today with a heavy heart.

I felt nothing was left to discover,
I've failed as a friend, failed to uncover,
the untold fears,
and the unshown face
you buried for so long under that mysterious grace

You rottened under the burdening sorrow,
Was my friendship so weak, so hollow?

Was I that undeserving and off put?
Or did you think I didn't have the nerve to accept such heavy truth?

Or did you think I simply wouldn't understand?
Could all my concern be so easily forgotten, so bland?

When all you did was bleed,
You could have burst out,
instead of keeping that fake smile on, there was no need.

Why couldn't you just express it that way?
Like others would
Did you think
Even I would have disregarded you away?

Innumerable times for me you had been there,
Today I couldn't be more lonelier.

**I had always looked upto where you stood
And now I cannot connect to that friend I had
You seem to be the farthest away
Who I knew was different
In your place stands an anonymous identity under that false hood you put.
I am always there for you.
The old man mumbles in a dying voice
had my sons been alive.

A tear wells in the daughter's eyes.

She pours a spoon of water in his mouth
and wipes his lips and her eyes.

Having lit the pyre of his three sons
he was willing to barter his daughter's life
if that made God grant him another son
and here is the daughter by his bedside
feeding, cleaning and even shaving him
her only prayer to God being to save his life
bartering her entire means.

Outside the thunder cracks the sky
and she spreads a tarpaulin over the bed.

my son laments the father.

Inside her is no cover for rain.
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