aahhh..

A dull thud then, now hammering,
Shallow breath blurring the glass.
Through vapor my half self shining
With droplets of a futile bath,
Marks marring the silent landscape
That never rejects,protests, escapes.
The salt of moisture rolling down
The smooth cheek, a pitiful frown,
The breathing painful, strained.
Moving ribs showing, barely concealed,
The ringing loud, the hammering
Louder, beating. finally reveal
My stature. Cover up the longing.

The door breaking.
Cover up, the world will see,
No place there for self pity.

he can live again...

He can start his life again

When i close my eyes, the images haunt
Her dejection and his tear-less gaunt
Face pacifying the tremors. She might
End all tonight and be lost, his fright;
Ah, there, i open my eyes and him
With his knees bent, soul withdrawn,
He wants to to live the lost dream
Sigh! how can this battle be won?
When there are no enemies to kill,
He and her memories, the usual drill
Of touch and go and shake to core,
His foolish heart proud being sore.

It aches coz i know he can live again,
It hurts coz there is an end to pain
Which he willingly obliterates. Why?
Are friends not a thing to live by?
You strangle your soul for a woman,
Why not give life a chance again?
Stand up, but once and you will see
Strong hands beneath your elbow. We
Will be there, today and always, and
When you walk anew, we'll make it grand
For you my friend, are meant to be
A soul to live again, to be happy.

Lord, help him, let him gather his wits,
He can live again, make him know this.

‎(To you, my friend......)

And still he waits, oblivious,
She is no more the pious
From here I see the dagger
Pierce him again and again, bigger
The hole that pours out his soul,
But no one is there to hold it whole.

And he still dreams, denying,
The betrayal not convincing him
There was never loyalty. His tears
Flow unchecked, acknowledging fears
Foretold. Hands that reach to soothe
Feel meaningless, not enough to swoon
Him away from reality, he waits
Bearing all the pain alone, he says
“She will come someday, I know”
And he picks up the dagger, slow,
He pierces his heart again now tears
Too do not show any naked fear.