Doubts they grow, inside you they crawl…

Failure becomes a friend, success deserts thee,

Dreams break, pain awakes, you have your tryst with reality…

Sarcasm comes easy i know, but why do people use it on me,

They question your success, saying it was never meant to be…

I try to retaliate, but my conscience begins to say,

Happiness owes you a lot, but this wont make it repay…

Friends tell me time will heal the wounds,

but what about the pain that’s there…

I may survive and live tomorrow,

But there wont be any dreams for which I’ll care…

Thinking you had the healing touch,

I lent out my hand to you…

You rubbed the wounds and walked away,

The worst nightmare i could see..

Left behind shedding tears of blood, I had my tryst with reality…

Wanting to run away, I find walls all around ,

Realising my destiny, I wait to get buried in this ground…

Holding on to the moments of past, I want to live but begin to die,

These moments were supposed to make me smile,

but I end up in tears, i start to cry..

The sands of time are running out,

Vision gets blurry, but life clears a doubt…

Tells me, the fake are gonna go, there’s no more betrayal for thee,

Death is coming and that will be your final tryst with reality….

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…

Sometimes, there are broken pieces that just wont mend…

When tears just go dry, with blood is what you have to pay..

Thought it was only in love, but even friends betray…

He lives a day, that’s much darker than night…

Only emptiness in sight, in search of light…

He lives a day, much darker than night…

He looked for truth in their eyes…

Ignoring the lies that they would tell…

He wanted to lead them to heaven…

Instead he ended up in hell…

Feelings were like barbed wires…

Tearing up his soul…

Trusting people was never easy…

Betrayal had taken Its toll…

He lives a day, that’s much darker than night…

Suffocation sinking in , trying to breath with all his might…

He lives a day, darker  than night…

Only nightmares remain now, there is no sleep…

Devil’s the last resort, now that even his angels weep…

Should he crave for death now, setting his soul free…

Or should he chose to live in pain, in misery…

Battered and bruised, mocked by all, the young man crawls…

Hoping that someday you will see…

Hidden behind a veil of fake smiles…

The young man in tears, is no one but me…

Hate,  Debate,  It’s not love that’s on your mind…

Fate,  Create,  Destiny is what you ought to find…

Tears of blood you shed, asking what went wrong..

Realising that no one cared, Just loneliness all along…

With a past that was fake, having uncertainty as your bride…

You make a small mistake..and then you are Crucified..

Smiles become a myth, you start to live on pain..

Vengeance is what you breathe…Memories is what remain..

Hide, Suicide,   Every path you take has betrayal at its end…

By your side, they lied..Every friend you make, the devil has send..

The sun never rises, the night is here to stay..

your journey is through hell, there is no other way..

You look out for your stars, even they can’t decide…

with only demons inside,  you stand Crucified..

You look up at the heavens…

For strength,  for some light…

A ray of hope,  the God might send…

Bringing dawn ,  an end to the night…

The Human in you cries,  it dies…

You stand unforgiven, thinking why you fell..

The welcomes are all gone you see..

Now it’s time for farewell..

I am still waiting for a glimpse of my dawn…

Pondering over all that I tried…

Thinking though Jesus himself was God…

Even he stood betrayed and Crucified…

All my poems have been an exhibition of what i felt at the very moment i was writing them…illusion is no different….but its not only about me..i am sure each one of you must have been through the same phase someday or the other…when you start feeling really out of place…in this fast forward world…with no one walking besides you….you need to keep pace…i couldn’t..but yes..i am trying..

If you cant relate to this poem..i shall be very happy..and hope you never do…Hope you like this new thought of mine…do help me keep pace….write how you found it….as i always say..It helps……

Sitting alone in this room…
Thinking about my past..
I go back to the moments…
Moments of happiness that just didn’t seem to last…

Do you know what it feels to be…
like a log of wood caught in a flood…
Being at the mercy of some1 else..hoping against hope…
This is how i feel now..i just want to elope….
Friends are just a few steps away..
in the next room i can hear them sing…
But the music in my life seems muted..they are all gone…
It was just an illusion and am all alone…

do you know what it feels like…
Getting lost in a crowd of strangers….
To cry without showing any of your tears…
having to face everyday all your fears…

And now as i look around me..
I return back to reality…
Yearning to go back home…
From This place where even smiles dont come for free…

Do you know what it feels like..
To be a grave having no visitors..
Having no one loving thee…

Do you know What it feels like..
To be the person i am…to be me…

You should have known, It was due..
When you just cannot run through..
It does not remain the same..
When you play the Game of Blame…

You think you have won, But its yourself you are losing..
You are out there in a world thats fake…
With people who themselves are a lie…
Blinded by insecurity..For someone else’ sake…

But your over sized ego takes over you…
You end up defeating your conscience too…
You found someone new..that is what you claim…
Finding pride in shame…Winning the Game of Blame..

Now as i see my reflection in your eyes…
You say you are happy, i know you are sad inside…
Basking in the darkness, running from reality…
That you have won the Game of Blame…
But you have lost me….