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Poem - #11 | Changes

A dry rose made out of paper showing the changes that take place in life.

Oh life! Why always do you take such a sharp turn?
It cuts me deep, I bleed and still I have to run.
Dying with pain, physical or mental, do you think it's fun?
I did the enduring till you're done.

I lock myself up in a room, crouched in one corner I stay,
Like a prey running away from his predator,
I pray that all will be well, afraid of the future that lay,
I think of life as a bad mentor.

"Try to rise up and calm down, it's gonna be fine", they say.
"Is it that easy? My successes and failures gone with the wind so easily, how do I not freak out and say-----
Life's over and so is my hope, leave me alone and let me cry?"
"It's useless for me to stand up and try", I sigh.

And to you, to you and you alone,
Are you happy now? With me not bothered and gone
Blessed I am I realise to live with a life
Than to live with a selfless life filled with strife.

Countless emotions mixed with will,
I control myself, my desire to kill
You as well as me but I realise
I am for, you are and you are for, I am
As a life needs, a soul and a soul, a life.

Don't worry though as my bed is there for me
Her pillows with gentle stroke consoles me
Her cushion with it's supportive touch
And truly it's better than you, and your grudge.


~OISHIK SAMANTA


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