in the core of darkness

This familiar whistle of the summer breeze

And with it the gush of memories

I relive them all, and as I fall

Into this eternal darkness of the night

I feel at ease, almost like home,

A comfort in the absence of light

As it opens its long black wings

In silence, my solitude sings

Songs that only I know, songs that I adore

The stillness of the night seems to play

Music, more soulful than any hum of the day

And in its embrace, I weep like a child

For I find solace at least for a while

It holds all my secrets, all my fears

Without judging, with no complaints

Strokes my hair, wipes my tears

As I hold on to that tiny thread

Uncertain of what lies ahead

A series of pictures runs through my mind

A black and white album from a different time

The present, however has a lot of grey

I hold on begging it to stay

With every plead, it moves further away

The  harder I grip, the more it slips

And I am left back in the arms of darkness

Yet I long for what doesn’t belong

To me…..

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the price

A shot of bullet, a merciless stab

And a world comes to an end

All it takes is a cold, stony heart

And that one fateful moment

To sweep away one universe

To destroy everything related

A thoughtless act eradicates a life

That was so thoughtfully created

Was it a right? We’ll never know

That ability to decide for others

But was it right? Definitely no

The tragedy that a lame excuse covers

The price of existence has come down to

Money, religion and the need for avenge

Blame it on the anger, pride or lust

Or simply the sweet smell of revenge!