.flight.

have u ever heard
of the story
about the chick who flew?
she went up the tree
and looked down below
unmindful of the danger
and the pain that lurks
she closed her eyes
…
and dived head first
it was flying for her
a split second of
bliss
not to feel the ground
below her
and only the wind
setting the pace
and when she
opened her eyes
to see where
she’s headed
the cold ground
struck her
and her inside
was opened
her guts spilled
on the ground
blood joined her tears
and she looked up and
saw him, smiling a
sad smile of defeat
she smiled back
with hope
raised her tattered
wings, bloodied and all
and said in death pale voice
“the flight was worth the fall”

Those who dwell in the shelter of the most high,
will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.”Psalm 91:1

strings

Play for me
the days
which had been
the best days
of my life

Play for me
the nights
which had me
wishing
not to end

Play for me
the walks which
we took, looking
for that resto
that we never get to find

Play for me
the laughs
and smiles
that ends
every meeting
even after each cry

Play for me
the memories
that haunts my nights
and taunts my days
and tell me again
why they have to end

Play for me
that song which
you made for me
Play for me
and loosen
these strings

Unsweetened.Torture

Like a thousand needles
piercing my insides
each moving at a fast phase
one after the other
not allowing me a space
or a fraction of a second
just to breathe

Like poison in my bloodstream
swallowing me up whole
an antidote which is nonexistent
proves to be my only hope
of salvation from
this infinite hellish pain

Like a dementor’s kiss
that sucks out evry ounce
of happiness i desperately
try to cling to
a kiss which leaves me
in such unfathomable torment

It’s like being tied helplessly
watching yourself sink
into the quicksand,
swiriling in slow motion
as if taunting you
for your worthlessness

It’s like fighting a losing battle
and no matter how much you teach
yourself to win,
you just can’t
cause you’re only just one man