Surrounded by the mundanity, he walks through the dayThe motions of life, on repeatHe walks through the same road, the same commute, the same wayIt's been like this for what seems like an eternityLife just passes on for him, no happiness, no dismayHe is done expecting; he just accepts things as it is. A lot … Continue reading Weight of Mundanity
7000 Steps
Seven thousand steps ahead of meSeven miles till I reach the topEach step as tough as scaling the heavensYet I do not have the luxury to stopSeven tons on top of me, yet I have to start the climbI wish I could turn back, but the way has been blockedSeven thousand steps ahead of me, … Continue reading 7000 Steps
Curtain Close
With a hood on top, shirt tucked in,He walks the road, oh so familiar,He's walked this road day in and day out,He's walked this road for yearsWith earphones in, eyes on the phone,He walks this road without any care With a fixed schedule, time stamps in,He moves through his day, oh so mundane,He's lived this … Continue reading Curtain Close
Liminality
I know this place, But do I really Do?I have been here, ever since time unending,This place oh so familiar,But somehow, it doesn't feel soThis weird place in between I know I am safe, But I don't feel soSomehow, time feels stagnant,Like time has lost its sense of timeFeels Like life has stopped thoughYet it … Continue reading Liminality
White Chalk Outline
There is more to him than just smilesThe frown that hides behindHe's been there, seen the red, and broken downOut of juice, Lost, and Tired,Oh where oh Where, Can he find,That one solace, his peace of mind? There was a time when he felt for realBut that was eons ago, not anymoreThere was a time … Continue reading White Chalk Outline
Passive Ideation of End
It's done, finally, I have met my endI am finally free,The world has one less of meI hope I wish I could breatheFor one last time, smiling happilyBecause then the world will have one less of me But I wake up, again and againWhen will this cycle stop? When will it end?I am tired, done, … Continue reading Passive Ideation of End
Drowning in Air
As he smirks at the dulled sound around himHe feels itThe pressure that he is all too familiar withThe one that has beenWith him all his life He has never known a day without it"Everybody feels it."Was something that he used to thinkBut he now knows that heIs among the few who have this feels … Continue reading Drowning in Air
Paranoia
This is the street that I have always known,But whyDo I see the skyDifferent than it has always beenI feelLike every part of my thoughts can be seenAnd I can seeThose eyes I can see the eyes looking at meBut why?I don't have a clueAll I see are those eyesLooking at meAs my heartbeat pumps … Continue reading Paranoia
Anchor
Sometimes I just want to run awayIt's not like I have an anchorAnd just when I have this clarityIt finds me, preventing my swaysOf gaining freedomAs the anchor anchors me to the spot I really want to run awayand leave everything behindLeave everything that drains my sanityLeave every burden of my mindBut then I feel … Continue reading Anchor
Bed of Thornes
I guess I never knew how to smileI guess I never knew how to fightAs I lie in my bed of thornesI smile till the day I die I don't even know what I write anymoreI just lay in the dust till the day I DieLet the day surmiseOf the lies I lied Let the … Continue reading Bed of Thornes