Wednesday 13 February 2013

Contemptibility



Laughed, cried, ditched and lied,
The  emotions all dried,
Deep down inside I know,
Aiming with a bow,
Can’t see where,
Sometimes here and sometimes there,
Are those my eyes or is it fog?
Standing in the middle of the bog,
Trying to hit – and here goes one!
And still nothing undone..!!
Its all the same the way it was,
Not making a big fuss,
Suddenly everything starts growing,
And I get to my boat and start rowing,
It’s stuck!! I can’t move at all,
Move it, here comes nightfall,
It goes dark and misty,
Even with water all around, I’m still thirsty,
Suddenly saw a faint light,
Coming near and becoming bright,
Comes even more near,
And I’m all white with fear,
With the light growing brighter,
And the boat’s getting lighter,
I don’t know what was happening,
I pinched to see if was dreaming,
And no! I was not,
Picked up the oar and stood like a bot,
And the light just faded away,
Afraid, I sat down to pray,
I thought I had dodged it,
But it was somewhere and I could still feet it,
I shouldn’t be alive,
I’m still dying no matter how much I thrive,
Now with the light gone I felt safe,
I was suddenly frozen by a cold wave,
Honestly, I was allured by the absence of light,
Yes this was the darkness in my life,
It occurred to me that I’m flying,
Was happy that I’m not dying,
Someone called me with a faint voice,
And there was a man who asked my choice,
I chose darkness for that’s what I liked,
And that was when I hitchhiked,
Reached a dark place with nothing all around,
Could see and feel nothing- not even the ground,
And the ground started cracking,
With panic all around and all wrecking,
And that was when I realized,
For I wouldn’t have been more surprised,
That light was Him showing me the way,
But I was too busy in my own sweet play,
Started running and looking for a way to get out,
There was nothing, no grass- not even a sprout,
Everything was dead and silent,
And the cracking became even more violent,
I knew I’d die- for that’s what I chose,
And my eyes couldn’t believe- it was a red rose!
In the garden if darkness found a new life,
That was something I was looking for- strife!
With my mind now all blank,
Couldn’t imagine me becoming a crank!
Plucked the flower – ohh no!
Everything stopped and flower started to glow,
After such a long time, I could see,
“I apologize and I thank Thee”
And He came right in front of me,
With the rose in my hand, I bent on my knee,
“This rose is your life, keep it safe”, He said,
For He saved me or I’d be dead,
Took the rose and kept it safe,
For it was the thing that saved me from the strafe,
He touched me on my head,
“You’re safe now my son, go home”, he said,
I closed my eyes and touched his feet,
Opened my eyes and realized that I’d been asleep!!
Was I dreaming? Or was it reality?
In just one blink I could still feel the brutality,
I searched my pocket and found the rose!
Thought, accept the light or the darkness grows!
So my friend doing anything right is commendable,
But choosing something wrong is reprehensible..!!!!




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