Poetry

life was mess but It was alive


When?

you last time felt it?

felt what?

..

dried lips

jammed bolts

bones fragile

skin cold

face beaten

eyes froze

head emptied

..

why this blank?

discrete..

without soul

body in motion

silhouette stopped

what kept me all engrossed

..

I wish I could make a wish,

wish to undo

and turn the time

get back to the life,

a life full of

contempt, hate, complain

yet freedom, respect, gain

everyday’s challenge to touch sky

make new plans and dream high

live the moments,

indescribable

desire, inseparable

dream, undisguised

life was mess but

It was alive..

 

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