Monday, March 22, 2010

Battling life



With just a few steps ahead, it would be easier to die,


when all lifelong I have walked, only struggling to survive.


This world is a paradise to sing and rejoice,


only to those who have been lucky, and have had their choice.


Among the few in denial, are many like me,


fighting with thy soul, while losing repeatedly.


With air aplenty at home, forever I could breathe,


in dearth of a purpose though, Iam living in exile within me.


During the darkest of nights, it’s been the candle and the lonely me,


with both sans the desire, every night now is hard to see.


The echoes of the past are plenty to be found,


with none to deny them, they have fairly lazed sound.


The silence in my cries is the quietest of the lot,


while the clock ticking on our wall is the loudest of us all.


Though the only one at my place, with a little flesh and feel,


irony it is , they have all lived a life,


and even without a start, I decide to depart.

3 comments:

nivedha said...

hey subzie,,, dis s quite a different one frm u..

This world is a paradise to sing and rejoice,
only to those who have been lucky, and have had their choice.

n ya dats very very true...
de poem s absolutely fyn but apart frm de fact de negative emotions doesnt suit u.. lolz...

poem s seriously makin an impact...
my comments r loong.. u knw dat... il catch u wen free.. will complete later :)

Subu @ Tilak said...

Hey Nivedha...I know this onez very diff. I wanted to take it as a challenge to my test my level of imagination. This is a very very serious concept and wanted to see how well i could handle this. Infact my whole purpose was to bring in a sombre mood through these words.

nivedha said...

ya subzie i c dat,,, i wud say as a poet u succeeded,,
keep going :)