Monday, March 9, 2009

I walk away....


I walk away….

An unpleasant morning had begun,
the dreams started to fade,
I had to walk away….

I assumed wrong colours in the dark, at night,
but now received the light of sun on face,
I chose to walk away….

Playing a perfect Fool, counting dreams to be Real,
Real, Heart-pumping, fresh in breath.
I relied on this, asking to heal,
but it proved to be another wound to death.

My idiocy is now my realization,
for which there exists a grave,
I walk away….

Had I been proverbial earlier, to this truth,
I wouldn’t dare to stand and wait,
I would readily walk away….

I have to leap to change so as to survive,
while there are no acquisitions I would frame.
In search, where I can bank my trust,
because nothing now continues to be the same.

While the colours in my life still exists,
but has instigated to rot and stink.
While everything around has capsized,
I am left here all numb, just within a blink.

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Savla Viral L.