Staring into the Abyss

There was a part of life

where everything seemed

as a happy fairy tale

there was a pinch of sadness,

anger, love, care and everything

nice.

But along the way

the story got a twist,

the whole world

turned upside down

the once presumed miracle

turned out to be a curse.

The smile from the heart

turned into a masquerade

of happiness.

The cry for all of it to end

was in vain

for life had its own plan

not for the betterment

but for the torment.

Memories were not cherished

rather served as a needle

to poke the wound.

Positivism of life

suddenly turned into

an never ending black hole.

The paper also couldn’t

absorb the  enormous

load of pain.

Loads of paper, bottles of ink,

glasses of alcohol, river of tears

nothing could take away

what was snatched away

from life…

All that was left

was just stare into the

abyss awaiting for all of it

to end scared to jump

worried to stand

just stare into the abyss……

 

Cheers to life

Airboy89

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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

Price

Price –  A daily post challenge ,


For the sun set in sadness

unable to meet the his love, rainbow.

Since the rain decided they shall meet once a while.

And price of it was just plain wait.


Villain’s are not born,

they are the heavy price payers for being

naive…..


Darkness is the price society pays for being a hypocrite…


Hope paid its debt in form of agony and restlessness

for hope is just an hope and not an goal.

Hence the efforts were less and faith was more.


 

Cheers to life

Airboy89