Sadness besieged me
Alone..
When I woke up this morning
An April day
Thought about the memories
I so much cherish
Under the umbrella of sleep
In the night
Devoid of those
Who left no stone unturned
Ideas
To kill me..
To mockingbird -
Who in this large world of infinite desires
Seeks life in a single pebble
Floating on the stream
Flowing down the rocks
I look and say
O my bird
Where dost thou find yourself
Entranced in this world of eagles
Who beguile you to clouds
And cut your wings
Thrash you to the world beneath..
In the rains befitting my soul
I look at the clouds
The rocks of air
Enticing me to live and
Then again
Rocking me down
A spear of lightening
Leaving me alone
A withered leaf
Drenched with moisture
But dying of its want...
In a seldom hope that spring shall come
You spoil your rain
Thinking about about those memories
Which never were
And which never could
Be part of what you see suiting your life
Because my friend
Everyone is as alone as you are
Behind that mask of smiles
Everyone is as weak as you are
Enshrouded by an armour
Who keeps hopes away
And allows not the life
To come out of it..
And being alone in rain
We pity others
Trying to feel strength
In the weakness of others
Deceiving our weak self
That yes there is someone
Who needs our help
There is someone who is
As wretched as we don't
Want the world to know about us..
And we perish
By the hands of a fox in sheep
And leave our world adrift
Of any hope of happiness...
© Rahul Sharma 2012
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