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Sep 2016 · 476
Voices In My Head
Prakhar Bansal Sep 2016
The night is long
My world is an illusion
I take this fall
This is my submission
At this hour so late
I see you out the window
Alone I wait
As I try to right my wrongs

And I hear voices
Voices
Voices in my head
All these noises
Noises
Noises of the dead

The fireplace burn
I am locked in
I see the sun
Your eyes, they glim
And I sit there
Watching you drift to sleep
Wish you could hear
The silence clouds my screams

And I hear voices
Voices
Voices in my head
All these noises
Noises
Noises of the dead

My demons call to me
Remind me of my sins
My past lures me
Hiding in the den
Your hand I hold
Lead me back to light
And I’m so lost
Give me back my life

And I hear voices
Voices
Voices in my head
All these noises
Noises
Noises of the dead

I reach out to you
Vanished like a dream distant
Raining blood on me
Death staring from distance

And I hear voices
Voices
Voices in my head
All these noises
Noises
Noises of the dead
Aug 2016 · 268
I Stand There
Prakhar Bansal Aug 2016
I stand there, out in the rain
Watching you take wedding vows
Memories flash before my eyes
A lie strapped in God’s house
The church bells tolled, the crowd cheered
The wedding concluded, hear hear!
I looked up to the dark sky
It rained as if heaven too was crying

I stand out there, beneath the weeping heaven
Watching you laugh in your room
By your husband’s side, beautiful wife
In the sorrow’s garden I bloom
In my hand I hold the flowers you sent
And in my mind your sweet scent
The clouds thunder, and I wonder
Dark joy they behest

I stand there watching
When the Gods cry
With a beautiful soul in your arms
On the hospital bed you lie
Through the glass I look
Staring at you endlessly
The baby has your eyes you know
Onto the pain I’m hooked

It’s been long, I stand in shadows
It’s your daughter’s graduation day
Proud parents, university scholar
She walks up to the stage
I cheer in your happiness
With tears in my eyes
I remember our graduation
When our own hearts entwined

The day has come, here again I stand in the rain
My heart burns with pain
Your happy face soothes my soul
Which so long before was maimed
The church bells tolled, your daughter wed
I am showering the blessings of my share
Tears in my eyes I depart from there
And left behind no trail

I stand there watching you lovingly
As you cry beside my grave
Our wedding day, I left you alone
To hold me again you crave
In my hand are those flowers
You sent to me on your wedding day
I look upon the sky so dark
As I again lay back into my grave.

— The End —