Life Is Dark?

In response to , an interesting conversation in poetry between fellow poets.

It doesn’t have to end
put an effort, initially,
perhaps pretend,
missing fortitude, lend
push and shove,
for time to bend,
make beloved understand,
like a lone lily in the mud,
courage in the blood,
saviour’s embrace in the flood,
don’t run away, godsend,
let destiny make amends,
hold feeble trembling hand,
kiss shy burning lips,
before the night falls,
before the sun dips,
for the one last time
let’s pass time,
Azrael will be knocking soon

It’s a fantasy
A ghost in the night
Hoping that beloved will take pity
And come home to me
Why do you hold on?
It might hurt you too.
Isn’t letting go easy?

being a lost soul
and seeing an empty bowl
has been a way,
where earth is charred,
teary lonely day,
why waste the pink
soft tears, on unlucky deers
of hope which ran away,
stay, on green summer grass
lay, let the words be softly etched on
red clay, and blue of seas, feel breeze
of destiny bay, this is your day,
if you want it to be

It’s an autumn mid day
It’s dry and it’s cold
The chill spreads to my heart
Numbing me
Oblivious to pain
Pouring out the sense of loss
giving up is what he deserves
If keeping me alive isn’t what they want

Let’s not make others
the cause, and effect,
becoming a defect
in the heart,
seek courage,
and a brand new,
Shining, glittering,
flirting, flattering start,
sharpen soul dart, aim high
before the eyes dry,
you will find
front or behind,
whatever you wish for

Wish is hope
And hope is scary
Something which disappears in a puff of smoke
Fire in the heart
Ashes made of the love’s dart
Shining, glittering you say?
Flattering start is deceptive
Round the corner lies your betrayal.

Why live for expectation,
Insinuation, abrupt determination,
the worse will come,
thousand arrows and some,
will pass the blood muscle,
life is a hustle, be a heartthrob
before being robbed, rob,
stop the sob, leap and be delirious,
young and bold, why so serious,
enjoy to the fullest,
each moment is the dullest,
when counting the eggs,
in life’s powder keg,
have the longest lean legs,
run before he cries, begs,
for another night of dreams

Dreams haunt the sleep away
What can I rob?
We are all beggars
Leap of faith, aye
Scrolling down to their deaths
The lot doesn’t enjoy
They wait. Wait for nothingness
Each moment is dull
By fate. Splintered. By destiny
Hate fills my heart
Heart rejected; heart given away
Blood in my eyes, for revenge
I do not expect
Does life expect me?

My dear, disheartened,
dreading life,
there is silver line,
shine, and dine,
on the sorrows felt,
ice will melt,
destiny will tilt,
separating blood and silt,
you and I are built,
to prolong the pain,
until the sane become insane,
laugh in dancing rain,
forget memory lane,
kiss the moment mad,
and let yourself go

Silver lining surrounds the grey clouds
Murky, rain laden clouds
The lightening shrieks in my ears
Bolts confine
Destiny will never tilt
Stubborn as it is.
Ice is here to stay
Prolonging the numbness and the pain.
Insanity is the edge i have reached
And so
The memory lane is gone
With the sands of time

the poor soul tries,
for not letting this hope die,
heart cries, blood and gore,
eyes are sore
to see you this way suffering

Soul is sinful so it suffers
It’s a conspiracy, my friend
To drown in ones own pool of tears
Heart has gone numb
There are no more cries
Hope has died
For defeat reins whole

Sins are fine,
have some wine,
hope cooked, we dine,
numb spines, cross all the lines,
and elate in ecstasy,
intimacy and escape,
demon’s long drapes,
of despair and death,
have some faith,
and madly jump to
momentary joy,
life is coy,
peaks when least expected

I do not agree, Sire
For it is not so simple
One breath after another
Takes greater courage
Than holding on to hope
Which doesn’t provide escape

Let you be there,
perhaps once you dare,
destiny will care,
happiness returns fair,
life will again bear,
fruits of being free,
we agree to disagree,
can not help,
will not plea
I let you be.

We agree to disagree
Cannot pull me free
Bound to hopeless longing
Destiny will never care
I will hear your plea
But it’s better that you let me be!


Its always a pleasure when you get to do slam poetry with a fellow poet who matches every line that you throw at them. The above poem is a result of it. The bold text is mine and the simple one is .


Thank you It was fun.


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