Lying to myself knowing the truth will never change,
The pain seems familiar, but this feeling is strange…
Living in the shadow of loneliness and fear,
Time is running out and the end is near….
The lines on my palm have started to rebel,
A single no has turned my heaven to hell…
Wishing our paths had never crossed,
I have nowhere to go but i still feel lost…
Resting in Pieces is my shattered and broken heart,
Though it was strong but it still fell apart…
Keeping its promises, with breaths left few…
Each of the pieces all the more love you…
In a world crippled by diseases of deceit,
Where your friends turn you foe, pushing you off your feet…
My careless dreaming somewhere masked the reality,
You always had time to judge, but no time to love me…
Walking alone is getting tougher,
As you were by my side till the last mile…
For what fault of mine I have to suffer,
In the court of the devil I have been put on trial…
Resting in Pieces is my shattered and broken heart,
Destiny has played it’s part, I’m disoriented…
Prayers are going unanswered, It’s only whispers that I hear,
Every thought gets me a tear, things have been left unsaid…
Sheltering myself in darkness, I cut myself but now there’s no pain,
Voices speak of hope, But its hope that’s driving me insane…
Glaring lights, staring eyes, tell me to speak out,
I go blind, wanting to resign, but death also looks at me with a doubt…
Resting in Pieces is my shattered and broken heart,
Knowing that it will never rest in peace…
The Whispers tell me, the pieces time will mend,
But i have ended up on a road that has no end…
Manguirish said
Good one Roshan….. “Dard dikh raha hai”.
On a serious note……keep it up… thts some talent u have
Abhishek Singh said
wow man beautiful poem..hat’s off.
Karishma Gosalia said
Nice..very nicely writen…I wrote sumthing sumtime back thought shud share with u…here it goes:
“As I started walking, path looked more longer,
and destination going far and far,
Running to catch my destiny would not help,
someday I shall be tiered and dead,
Devil in my mind has come to life,
I somehow hold on to angel in my heart,
hard paths and blood of my falls,
pain and bruises is all I got,
Faster I run far goes my destiny,
so I decide to slow down and think…..”
though its very raw and yet to be completed..thought to just share it with you…
your writing is superb…keep up the good work…awaiting more of such writings from you…
Roshan said
super dear… loved ya work too