My Universe

The below is a poem i wrote. This is very much derived from my personal experiences. As such, i had written this poem with such true emotions, it so close to my heart.

Behind the incessant mirth of a thousand,

A life is in recluse

An arduous journey has begun

The peace and joy to lose.

They scorn, they ridicule

What a malignant visage

Akin to a snowstorm

Nonchalant,

Battering a homeless child

So much unprepared.

Thus i fall

A spiralling delve

Into the abysmal depth

Of melancholy, Of denial.

With myth and reality entwined,

Such a struggle.

All are but a blur picture

I see it yet i see not

Things to retrieve,

A vanishing dream.

Ceasing to falter,

That’s elusive.

Still i remain in my path

So perverse that it always seems

For resolutions i hold so deep

My pride, my proud,

These i shall not be without.

But the misery so entrenched

The spirit sunk so low

It often an indelible engraving

Here to plague my soul.

Tired and warped, thus

Disillusionment i seek.

The long awaited answer

Where lies the heart complete.

There it’ll be, a delicate aster

Among the thousand, a breakaway laughter.