Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Running Towards the Doom


I am running on the road with no end,
Hoping to kiss that love which I found in a dear friend.
I've passed the houses of the distinguished,
With the flare in my hope unextinguished.

I thought to be myself this time,
When I look straight into your eyes.
I felt now I have pretended enough,
Even my gentle feelings had become rough.

I could have entered into your world quite early,
But I paused by a milestone fearfully.
What it said made me confused,
And I stopped my journey as the message was rude.

It said if I dared to cross it out of affection,
I may end up in the most severe dejection.
I could definitely find my love on the other side,
But it wasn't sure that even she would love me and not be snide.

If I failed to get her, I would not get anyone else,
There would be no gong present to strike my hope-bells.
I may enter into the world of true depression,
Which may stab all my little and innocent aspirations.

I stammered a little and pondered over my decision,
But out of true love I crossed the milestone without a hesitation.
I was so confident that God has not created sadness for me,
He has only created comfort and love in my life and that too not wee.

I started to move ahead humming a sweet tune,
I never realized that this entire scene could look so much lune -
A mad lover walking on the road leading to death,
And thinking that on the other side stood his love waiting holding her breath!

I was unruffled by any kind of pessimistic thoughts,
I was sure that she will come to me overlooking my hundred blots.
I knew that even she loved me and will always do,
Her feelings will definitely not change even if she met anyone new.

It took me a considerable time to find her amidst that mist,
The rose I had carried for her had died and its petals I held in my fist.
I filled with joy when she raised her eyes and looked into mine,
Oh! What a feeling it was! I had never felt so fine!

Then came a guy from behind and stood next to her,
And I saw her beating start startle and slowly fill with spur.
He rested his hand on her shoulder and looked straight into my muddled eyes,
But it was not very late when I realized that I've come out from the world of lies.

The reality released the thunder from the sky and it directly fell on me,
My little eyes cried and my heart bleeded when I fell on my knees.
There were no set of words that could come out of my gaping mouth,
And question her, 'What is this all about?'

I understood that her 'new' man had walked the road, from which I came much early,
And so today he had got a place in her little heart and that too of someone dearly.
I was late. I was late to express my love and except that I lived only for her,
I was too nerd to express with firm mind those three so-called magical words of love.

I could see pity dwelling in her eyes when she saw my condition,
But also she was glad of not having me as her life-long companion.
She had chosen the love of her life in haste and maybe she did right,
As I never accepted that I loved her and never allowed my love to appear bright.

I retraced my steps when the happy couple gazed me with awe,
The rose petals in my hand fell before her, cursing themselves for being flaw.
A tear of mine drenched those petals and buried them in their grave,
And with some words of disgust I ran away from her as I wasn't that brave.

I ran with my full might to protect my bleeding heart from dying down,
And restore my image as today in front of them I exactly looked like a clown.
A trail of fallen tears followed me as they were incapable of making any flower bloom,
And gave me a company when I started to run towards my final doom.

It was she who was the spirit in my body, and who gave me strength,
It was only she who, under every circumstance, was my real friend.
Now when she was no more, I felt like I've lost my life and enthusiasm,
I was definitely not ready to confront that pinching realm.

I wiped my tears as I ran away thinking that now the situations didn't favour me,
Now that dark time which was destined for me had come where I will have no glee.
While I ran, all the time, her face, his face, and my grief above me hovered,
And I accepted that I'm not worth living as for me, the game was over!

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