Life, Death & I

My beautiful life,

“You define beauty!

You give beauty its limits and you shatter them.”

The pride I have in you, if I may confide.

This unchecked pride keeps my soul inside.

 

With the foolishness of the times I’ve lied

to ease my pain every time I’ve died,

breaking all these rules we abide,

a sinner man,

I’m petrified of being purified.

 

So cut me open while I’m still tied,

cryogenically,

frozen inside,

“This!” coffin of red,

are fragments of a soul that might dead;

 

With all these words that have been said

and all the lines that have been read,

I feel tired, I feel dead,

I feel sick of this place in my head.

 

 

By: Viraj Belgaonkar

2 thoughts on “Life, Death & I

Pen it... or aaa type it. u know what i mean.

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