Maddening the MAD

Maddening

Ages passed by, seasons changed by

but the stale memory never did change

As he stood staring at the stars

remembering that it was the same stars

which he once saw sitting beside her.

Life was cruel for it had

taken her away from him

but not her memories

only to haunt and torture

like an endless source of pain.

The god whom he once deeply prayed and believed in

seemed to have  gone silent

his faith was shattered not only on religion

but on humanity.

For he saw betrayal from the one

who was innocent as a baby.

There was anger there was a silent cry

unhearable by all.

There was a fake smile on the face

to hide away all the

pain,

Even death had forsaken him

for that too ran away when he sought it.

Society laughed, for that was all it could do.

but the pain, the tears never went away from

him, loneliness became his best friend.

That when he realized

bad people are not born they are

just created by the “good people” .

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That’s life many said…

 

cheers to life

 

Flee into the darkness

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The light is too light ;

for it has too much shine and brightness

which can blind the eyes.

But my old friend darkness

he is bespoken to all

no differentiation no partiality.

When the light dims away

he gives the warmth, the shelter

which the light will not.

For darkness is an ally.

so baby come let’s flee into the darkness

where you and I won’t be judged

Oh darling for in darkness

there is no judgment, for all is  dark

and heavy.For there is no competition

there are just darkness and the warmth of tears

where we can create a smile

Come let’s flee into the darkness

 

Cheers to life

Airboy89

 

Its just you !!!

As the rain of pain, once flooded the field of happiness,

the crop of peace was devastated.

And the farmer couldn’t think of harvesting the crop again,

thus came along another farmer who had been thru similar.

And as the winds of change slowly wooed

the first farmer to plant

seeds of happiness again in his barren heart.

It was she who made him accept the change

for he listened without a rebuttal.

For it was not the crop he cared for, but it was the hope

the energy she brought out of him

which persuaded him

to believe he is still alive n still capable of love.

Little did she know

how greatly she had made an impact on the farmer

n slowly d crop of happiness started growing..

For she was the farmer as well as the rain.

A rain which was needed. Unlike the first rain….

 

Cheers to life

Airboy89