I have been called by names.
And with me people have played immense games.
But yet I stand at the alter of strength,
I know that all my friends have gone in their dens.
Still without shedding a tear,
I just sit down and stare.
I think to myself if I ever could.
Just be happy and have myself understood.
Yes, if limbs are cut a person can live,
If mind is hurt, an advice a person can give.
But if heart is hurt, beaten and slaughtered to an extent.
That it fails to live and ultimately reaches its end.
Then you stop living and jus remain alive.
The breath is working but u’ve lost the jive.
U’ve lost the wish to be live.
U’ve lost the desire to be happy.
U’ve forgotten the flow of emotion.
At this point of time all u do is sit and stare.
And give life a blank dare.
A dare to finish all ur duties.
A dare to complete all ur responsibilities.
A dare to reach everyone’s expectations.
And then just live in despair.
And think that the moment just for me is lost somewhere.
My happiness has gone into the dungeons which are deep.
And the story of my life has become very steep.
So live every moment for you.
Coz u never know when u might have to bid adieu.
