Empty

Sometimes you feel

That you stand there

And see ..........

you live in a street

that nobody lives

the city so dead

&the air so pale


Sometimes you feel

There is no place to hide

No thing to do

No one to talk

Your world is closed

And it is dark


Sometimes you feel

That you stand there

And just see.......

Nothing stops anything

You don’t belong

To what you see


Sometimes you feel

That you stand there

And see ...........

& that’s because

you feel so empty.

Why death is the worst of them all....

When I was 5 and my sis hit me blue and black
I bit her back

When I was 10 , my dog ate my icecream
I cried & got new one…

When I was 12 , my teacher told me
I was good for nothing
I studied hard.. and topped my class

When I was 14, my best friend won my crush
I knew I deserved better….

When I was 16 , the world was unfair
I waited until 20 and everything seemed square & fair..

when I was 18 I lost someone dear
I cried, I thought, and I waited,
nothing happened.................

death is the worst of them all
it never gives you a second chance..

Happiness

Happiness
How vague a word?
The definition in dictionary
Oxford, Stanford & r there more

But try will u?
Define the word happiness..
When I did it seemed like
That distant thin line
of concurrence
Of the skies and seas..
Sure it is exhiliarating
A game of mind…
Not reality but the truth u see

Happiness a vague feeling
Never been there,

anyone been there done that??

silence

Silence ……………
It haunts , scares,
Blows trumpets
That you are alone

I hate silence….
The very word
Its very thought
When Agonizing memories
Come to life……

Its like a “.” ( period)
So full it might seem
But then think
Empty it stands later.

Brutus, you too....?

Trust made me vulnerable
shock left me numb
thoughts gushed
while memories played
in tearful eyes...

Now it makes sense
how delicate "trust" stands
as caesar puts
"Brutus, you too?"

Good bye my friend
This is to cherish
all the good ol'times
of silly jokes,of caring words
& of naughty anecdotes
and importantly then..
to cherish us my friend
when we struk a perfect balance
on our trust plane..
did we know then
how delicate " trust " stood..

Now It is over
for not now, but forever..
cause you have chosen
to break my heart
& Our silent wow of trust
in to a countless peices,
and dust.....
and I have chosen
to walk away
leaving them there
as I must....
....Trust indeed stands delicate...............