A beastly burden I carry
One that can’t be put down,
There is no respite for the weary,
The seeds of bondage are sown.
Slowly gnawing at my core,
Physically wearing me out,
The soul silently cries within
While I prepare for a rout.
While they want me to give up
I still clutch on to hope,
I seek a better tomorrow,
And, I refuse to sit and mope.
A façade they put on,
Others are blissfully unaware
The virtuousness is nauseating,
Feigned friendliness is their snare.
Slowly, as you break through
The many layers of pretense
They push back in defiance,
Abandoning you, without recompense.
A dangerous game we play,
While the demons within, we slay.
They raise their ugly heads,
And, the incurable disease spreads.
Anxiety manifests in ways,
And, many opinions it sways,
We do, what we don’t intend
And, sometimes, we can’t mend.
Still we play with the fire,
And risk catching the others’ ire.
We still hazard a chance,
And, in peril, we menace.
Navigating upon a star
May not get me there,
But, there’s an ethereal sense
Of order in your affairs.
My life is charted out,
The moment of my first cry.
While we steer out days,
Celestials prevent it from going awry.
There planets say who I become
The stars decide my ways,
It is also predestined,
How I shall while away my days.
A thirteen ear old said,
“this is your destiny”
Both of you shall serve me
Until end of eternity.
The constant abrasion of days,
Grazed perpetually by negativity,
The body begins to show signs.
Curbing the daily productivity.
There seems to be no solution,
The weary have no rest.
One fine day, it will be the end.
And, there shall be none to attest.
The burden of everything,
While one person carries,
The others rest and watch,
Trying to become adversaries.
A plump and plucky kid,
She never was before,
While fate dealt her blows,
The body kept score.
A few ounces more she felt,
Was enough to drown in sorrow,
But then the realization came
That nothing can remove the furrows.
Every human thus copes,
With the many a battle grind,
Hers is not theirs to judge,
Everyone’s is their own to mind.
Angels are all around me,
If I don’t find one, I be so,
A pure soul, with joy,
To keep my faith aglow.
A random word of cheer,
Is my angel looking out,
When they can’t be everywhere
A kinder new one will sprout.
When I am in need of one,
There’s an angel standing by
I am surrounded by them,
There are my constant ally.
My angel is within me,
Egging me on through the days,
The black and bleary seasons
Gets cheered up in umpteen ways.
I have a dagger in my back
That was placed by the one,
The one who shall not be names,
It was not to be undone.
The cloak and dagger game,
I play every day with them,
Walking in eggshells too,
Slowly has me going numb.
Cynical, I am turning out,
Empathy leaving my veins.
There’s nothing worse than
Surrendering my reins.
Someone lives in a castle
Dreaming of prince charming,
Shackled she’s to her misery,
Within her own, she’s squirming.
Grandiose dream she allures,
While staying within her well
Giving up her distress
Would mean no sufferer label
Envious of all the others,
While nurturing the evil inside.
Only joy she begets is,
When everyone does her bide.
There's no remedy for such
Other than to rot in hell,
Even there she’d find another
To take over her death knell.
A life with flavors many
That everyone seeks to live,
I am pursuing peace
And, the feeling of being alive.
There are one too many
Creating a thorn in the eye
No matter what I want
Only option is to comply.
A place to eat isn’t my choice
A dish off the menu, neither
There’s also the spice level
Even that I have to tither.
A frog in the pond existence
I wasn’t leading yet
Until I associated with some
Unmentionables, I began to abet.
A toad’s world of monotony
Is what I am deigned to live in
Whatever the world holds for me
This is on spiral, that pulls in.
A slow life toward death,
That is the ultimate fate,
No matter what I seem to do
All I get is continually berated.
A way out from this situation
A respire from this constant hell
There seems to be none,
This is my death knell.
Life is a series of
Unfortunate events,
But, the key is to
Manage the rents.
Dodging bullets,
One after another
Is the path to exist
Live fully, I’d rather
Sidestepping won’t do
Avoidance isn’t the way,
Take the bull by the horns,
And, not let opinions sway.
Life is short, make it sweet.
Mindfully to live is a feat.
A fork in my life arrived,
I choose the less trodden
Of sanity, my mind is deprived
With tears, the road is sodden.
A path riddled in chaos,
Created by a toxic stirrer,
With not an ounce of pathos,
Unleashed the reign of terror.
I trace back to the branch
Retracing life in a time loop,
If universe gave carte blanche
My lost years, I will recoup.
I have fallen into
An intricately woven,
And an inextricable,
Spider web of cozen.
Paddling uncontrollably
Each step pulls me in,
Further into the depth,
Of the abyss within.
A recurring dream
Of seeking peace
Forever elusive
Like a tyrant’s lease.
Not for lack of effort,
nor for not the want
There are people who
In daily life, haunt.
Beauty in tranquility
There is a simplicity
That comes with
A life of authenticity.
