|| Graves ||

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I am here walking on my graves,

My own soul's grave;


Remembering that those were the days...


I was like a cute little chick,

Running around the house;

Claiming that I am 'Mougli'

Everyone was happy, including me.


Things have changed now,

I only have childhood memories,

To make myself smile.


Why it happened me to?

Or why my fate had to be this?

I don't know.


I am addicted to laughing.

I am laughing now,

As I realize what life has done with me.


I want to be happy,

I want to giggle,

I want to smile,

I want to laugh

And enjoy jokes,

But I guess life has made a joke of myself.


Days passed by.

I took control.

Walked through my graves,

As I made my weakness as my strength.

I am laughing again realizing what I have made out of life.


-PK

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