Vineetha R
Quest Global Engineering Services
My last abode
This solitary journey seems eternally long;
Don’t know if my exhausted body can stand the test of time,
Oh dear! I wish you heard my melancholy song;
My plead, despair and fear so evident many a time,
Maybe I seem strong on the outside;
But I was dying on the inside
Maybe I seem smiling on the outside;
But I was crying on the inside.
Everyone seems to be totally encaged,
Wrapped up in their own troubles;
Everyone seems to be totally engaged,
Trying to get out of these struggles;
But at times you need to open your eyes,
To notice someone else’s suffering;
Sit with them in the dark and close your eyes,
And be a reason for their recovering.
I had tried numerous means,
And tried to enact all my dreams;
Got involved in unnecessary fights,
And placed myself in dangerous plights;
I had secluded myself from festivities,
Hid and kept away from activities;
Just to get your attention,
That’s what I need, but all in vain!
There were only a few, whom my heart held dear
Who I thought will support me, when I take a fall;
Who I thought will rescue me, from the downfall;
But they weren’t there for me, in my time of fear.
I’m not going to wait for anyone now;
I am going to follow my path somehow;
I know there is no turn now;
And nothing is left to learn now.
Don’t know where;
This decision of mine will take me through,
But I deeply desire;
I be born anew and reach someplace anew,
Where all hands rise;
To solace and comfort me,
Where all eyes;
Laugh to give me my laughter back.