An eerie silence descends around
You wonder what you’ve lost and found
Life has always offered choices to thee
And let you choose what you’ve wanted to be
Yet answerless questions in thy mind abound
And continue on their relentless quest to confound
They clutter, they clog, they scream aloud
What is the worth of all that makes you proud?
A piercing word of the one you love
A careless conversation or unemotional shove
Why does it fail thy memory never
Why does it scar today, tomorrow & forever?
A silent word, you wish someone would hear
And gently kiss away each tear
A wishful thought of being yourself
Lost in the farcical race to power and pelf
Being lonely and alone – is obscenely insane
The innocuous darkness bequeaths searing pain
Need a hand that pulls you into the sliver of light
The caress that enchants you to give in without a fight
The purity of the night sky levitates you to realms anew
Alleviates thy being from the curse of the bloody hue
That conquers the soul of man, that makes one heathen
You struggle for glory & let morality weaken
Platitudinous, banal, empty & fake
Keep up the run ‘cause we got millions to make
Stop not to think of the one who waits for you
A silent shadow, a beating heart , sacred and true.
A stranger greets you on the journey today
As a friend & guide you wish he’d always stay
A fork in the road, you bid good-bye
Miles ahead you realise you shall never again see eye to eye.
A divine intervention - you meet ahead on the same road
But now you realise that each of you carries a heavier load
Crumbling under your own burdens, you cannot even talk
It’s the last lap of the journey, with him you can no longer walk
Down and out you are just inches away,
But the glittering throne no-longer holds its sway
You wish you had never come so far
You left behind those who made you feel like a star
Turn around, solace beckons
But the way home looks unfamiliar, darkness threatens
Down on your knees, you let out a blood curdling wail
You have no-one for company but for the ruthless gale
Weary and wasted, you watch life slip away
For a chance to re-live the feeble memories of happiness you pray
The warmth of a tear-drop is your only shroud as you go cold
Your final wish – you could have ‘lived’ before you grew old...
