Launchorasince 2014
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I'm trying

I'm falling for the silence and its unearthly voice
The metaphors it uses to tie us all together
I'm waiting for it to scream its loneliness outside
To the world which has gone numb and hostile
I'm hearing the sound of the ashes when they fly
Taking a plunge into the deep river, it was a close one's demise
I'm crying for the feel of happiness to arrive,
In the eyes of those poor souls who have lost the future sight.
When I do all these things, I hope the world shall cling by my side.
I'm preparing to dive and find reasons to life
I may drown and die  but it would not be  more painful  than the hunger of that displaced tribe.
I'm hiding the scars that stand on the spine besides wearing the bleeding lipstick and thick lock of hair untied
That are almost caught up daily to inflict pain upon women under the house lights.
I'm singing loud to burst the anger that hides and 
My sweet melody is as poisonous as the food that was fed to the children who died.
I shall drink each drop of blood from the opposing tribe
Who were told to be oppressive and thought to get sublimed
I'm trying to be a human in this world where humanity dies
I just hope, this does not  happen for the mean  time...
Because I'm trying to find ways to end all this and so you are... Aren't you?