All of Nothing

With all those silent tears With all that bitter pain When I rise my head to see I observe nothing has changed. The same indifferent eyes I observe The same distances I share The same hollow misunderstandings Which break me over and over. Moments may hold their significance But life seems to have lost its way.. Time follows its own pace But each moment gasps to find its space. The mystery of pain is still the same It remains as unknown and as strange And each disturbing wave when creeps and crawls; Leaves me with yet another strange pain. What crawls inside has engulfed my life Suffocating me but doesn’t let me die.. As a fierce storm it destructs As a scary promise it reverts It makes me run and hide, And shut my eyes in fear But again appears in front. A long time,a long way The same words,the same pain. I may scribble over for years May falll short of tears But the same strange unknown misery Will never change.

YOU DID IT AGAIN… I sit here numb,still I breathe Wishing my heart to arrest its beat A pinch of poison can do it all But killing myself is no damn a relief… Lieing for hours on my bed in the gloom Hating the light that comes through my window I think of ways to undo the pain , Bury my face in the bed to realize the blame… Wake up next morn’ to show up my face And pray if I could never rise up again.. Placed motionless with death into me, Suffocate my senses; not to feel that pain.. I was trying to kill my anger and distress Was coming to you to reach a settlement Before I could reach the end of my annoyance Was thrown and torn by what you said… You snatched away everything from my hands Didn’t care to turn back and see, I still surrender to find a reason For all you’ve done so ruthlessly… Your words are cold,frozen with indifference Hurt when you sound I feel a miserable pain You blame me for all the wrongs, But are blind to my repentance.. My charm towards life was a hollow pretense,

Relief cries over bondage Tears lose speech Past laughs over me As I try to feel free.. The interrupted silence gets defeated by the play of words And I wait for a change at the next turn Change needs more than a defeated silence But futile trials words may overcome. Discomfort doesn’t wait for tears to stop And before I can uncoil my clogged thoughts – I surrender to the compulsion of happiness so false, Ridiculed by misery , I feel so small. The restlessness of a grey day Seems to end in the melancholic silence of night But the perturbances of my mind Carry on the unending fight. A fight which leaves me divided,defeated A clash of unsaid words and answerless revolt A protest which soars up in some or the other form But is hindered from revelation by all the norms…