No More

When the sun twinkles at the sight of my teardrops

I will sing no more

When the moonlight at last resolves

To show me the misery of love

I will then, cry no more..

When I see my love letting go

Off my shaky hands that are numb

Then I will hurt no more..

As I walk along, I see

My soul friend, laughing at my despair

I will, have a fragile heart no more..

Then if the world one day

Slaps me on my face and pities me

For the hopeless, selfless life lived

I will, bow my head no more..

When cruel, tyrannous life

Knocks me out of my senses

Drops me from the stars

On my bare back, into Satan’s arms

I will, then be weak no more…

All the loving deeds done by me

When start hitting me back

Like a pack of cards thrown at my face

I will, clean my blooded wounds no more…

‘coz, for every wound on my body

I shall vouch for vengeance now

Break the shackles of weakness around me

And, allow myself to stand upright

And target this world by my eyes….