Choice!

Choice!

 

I carry many nights inside me;

Now darkness engulf my days,

Life outsourced to some plonk in some dark alleys;

Thoughts lost in time and space,

I loiter in your dream as ragamuffin you hate,

Visions unfurnished, I remember each date,

Am I too late?

For your heaven’s gate;

Blood is always red,

I am ignorant;

You know the taste,

I am talking about peace,

Of mild sun rays!

Let us re-define togetherness;

I half heartedly stoop;

You are mesmerising;

Your look!

We can still walk by the brook,

God bless the martyrs,

The Martyrs of today are compromised;

Unsheathing freedom…so hard to see.

Hard to be!

The woods lost in the forest;

Stop counting them,

Whom do I blame?

When it rains and the storm follows;

When I see the horizon still lost;

When I hear noises but not your voice;

When I have no choice,