The Unspoken feeling....Friendship!!

 

In a lonely part of a crowded town

Where broken hopes and Dreams are found.

He sat 'ALONE' in flickering light

Ohh so lightly, whispering his lines.

"I will sit here, Let the world end".
As I am talking to my only friend".

He talked about, All the chances that he had,

And how he lost, Since his luck was bad.

All of his other friends,

And how he ended up losing each of them.

All the loneliness in his life,

And the opportunities, He did not strike. 

Despite his life being city of TROY,

Talking to his friend, Every word of his was an imminent joy.

With patience that would rival Saints,

His friend sat through all complaints.

He nodded, Shrugged and even agreed,

To all the 'old man's' miseries.

He gave him comfort and sensed his grieves,

He held 'his' hand and took all his worries.

With a tear in his eye, the Old man said,

"Whenever I think of you in my mind,

I realize how lucky I am, To have you in my life".
"You are my only friend,

Please don't leave me or I will be dead".

"I am your SHADOW" his friend replied
"If you are dead, I also die".

The funny thing, which later came to light.

Was that the Old man had no friends, his entire life.

Was he indeed talking to his OUTLINE?

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Holding a STRING

Sitting on the driver's seat, his hands on the steering wheel

...But nowhere to go...

Flickering sight Flickering vision....and this life’s Hallucination

...Have taken it’s toll....

They rolled him in their flaming fields,

They broke his bones to watch him bleed.

They cut his wings and crushed his dreams,

they smoked him up, it was difficult to breathe.

And what he did to deserve this TREAT ??

 He just was a common man…..

‘Chasing his dreams’,  ‘Flying with the streams’  and living his life with ‘No screams’.

With burned emotions and slinging pain

He howled inside and hoped for rain.

But still he was standing ...READY TO COMPETE...

With shattered dreams in his FEIRY eyes…He told them in a FIRM voice… “Tomorrow there will be no sunrise….coz heavens wait for those who FLY ,  You can knock me down and watch me bleed but you can’t keep no chains on me.”




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