The Asylum of Darkness: THEDARK side

It is there, thumping…

In a corner, lurking around

Breathing, slow, heavy, harsh breaths

It enjoys the darkness, turns blue to black,

The smell of remorse and grief are like flowers laid along its track

It feeds on laughter and joy,

Play’s with your emotions, like they were some broken toy,

It kills the senses, you see nothing butblack,

It eats you from within…leaves you an empty rickety rack

Chain it down,

What If...

A different attempt this time. Enjoy reading!!!

Security. A word that defined the way Samar lived. Financial security was the reason behind his low paying government job, emotional security was the reason why he was still living with his parents, but living, he hardly did any of that.If there ever were moments that he “felt” life, they were very few but the moments were very simple and to him, priceless.

He had felt happiness in being alive when he experienced the air whistling in his ears while he rode his bike. He had found the joy of living when he was served that yummiest butter chicken at one of the roadside dhabas.(* How ironical isn’t it, he felt lucky to be living when he ate a dead animal?*) He didn’t remember the name of that dhaba and hated himself for it. He had found the joy of living when the falling raindrops and the cool breeze made it difficult for him to stand yet he stood there to experience it.

But he had lived these moments when he was young and to him, now times and changed and he had to act responsible. So he never went on those rides where he would push himself further than the 60kmph mark or when he would allow himself to not wear a helmet when the weather was nice.

MY SOUL

I remember you today running down the hall

to greet me even if you were sleeping,

adhearing to every single call,

chasing you around the house,

as if you were some mouse.

You hid beneath the sofa set

and I was waiting for the ball that you went to fetch.

Sleeping in positions that would be hard to imagine.

Bringing a smile to my face every single time I saw you sleeping.

Walks at odd hours

with you besides me were never scary.

Today even the thought of it

makes me weary and shivery.

There is a lot more fromwhere these have come.

Memories of the time spent together

 which I will cherish all along.

The small things that were a part of my life

are long lost and will never come back

no matter

As I Leave..

“I have to leave right now, but I shall come back soon

Please wait while you can, for when it gets too hard, let me know

I might not even be able to come then, but at least I would know nobody is waiting

I may not be able to make your life more comfortable, but when it’s not

Smile for me, just a little, whenever you think it is fading”

“You ask too much of me, you give me too much hope

You ask me to wait for you as you leave.

I Wanna Be Me

In the darkness of the night
I walk on a path unknown
I don’t know where this leads to
I don’t know what I might find

All I know is that it’ll lead me to a place unknown
All I know is that there nobody shall judge me

Please Smile For Me This One Last Time

Put on your best smile and look at me for one last time
Don’t say anything to me this time, don't put on a frown, oh please no, not this one last time
I have only darkness to surround me, to it I shall succumb
Please smile for me this one last time, oh please.

I knew I might not live forever, who does