"As I lay awake
In the odd hours of the cold night,
On the couch of my huge house,
I think of how, like leeches,
The pain in my heart
And the confusion in my mind
Suck my happiness away.
As I walk up
Enjoying the sweet fragrance of jasmine by the staircase
I think how,
All the failed hard work I've done
to make everything better,
went unnoticed.
As I stand like a king on the top of my home
Watching the stars above,
Listening to the Melody of sounds
Made by the creatures of night,
I think how,
Everyone hide the obvious fact of their loneliness,
With a smile which may disappear in a flicker.
As I jump,
And fall,
Towards the ground,
While the cold air hits my face,
I think of my life and realise
The insignificance of everyone else's.
And once as I hit the bottom,
Enjoying the blinding pain,
I think of how, for this decision of mine,
I will be judged as a coward.
As if being judged the whole life wasn't enough.
As I slowly let my final breath go.
Wondering at the irony of how,
The world is innocent yet devious,
And laughing at the sick society for one last time,
My soul leaves, content and happy,
For, it is finally at peace..."
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Heartfelt
PoetryUnheard, unnoticed, neglected... When you have no one to speak to... when your silence speak more than your words... then the pool of feelings in you start to stir... the poet in you wakes up and talks to void. Welcome to heartfelt, a collection of...