The dark solitary nights
With your demonic thoughts
Gift my mind the fury
To avenge all those hurts
That rendered me only a fragment
Nowhere could this soul
Find now solace
Except dwelling in these verses
As the pangs of separation
Keep reverberating
Avoiding the bruises
from the recuperation
Had you turned back
just one last time
And looked at the plight
Of my fateless beats
Always waiting
for that lost pat
Such a gentle caress
To ease my nerves
The tears rebelling out
from my eyes
How lovingly trickle down
To get lost in the lap
Of your memories
Ah those wails !
My soul kept exercising,
To melt the lead
In the marrow of those walls
I sometimes took as the couch
Sending me to ethereal calm,
Are proving now
the waves of
Some unrecognised sound
From the incognito to your brass ears
And the pain and chaos
have befallen my tranquil nerves
jeopardizing my senses
Stumbling and stumpedes
The only consequence
To my every venture
For neither I can sight present
nor brood out for the future
As the remorse-filled soul
Is at war To dement
Everything that causes it the haunt
Switching to penning down
These devastating thoughts
I feel loved,heard and cared
despite the hollow
I have remained now
And this is the only way
I notice I ,too,am alive..
I ,too, am alive...

©afrozakhan