Thud – will that how it will sound?
Breaking lazy monotony
Of a rainy evening
Ensuing a chaos
Miraculously
Things will be taken care of
Strangers will curse,
blame and pity
And so will
family, friends and colleagues
People who never paused
To listen or understand
Will dissect your being
For hours
Gaslighting the departed
Absolving themselves of guilt
Everyone will move on
Within a day or two or years
Presence of a life will be erased
Unloved life would be lost in vain
Is that all there is?
Pause and look up
Behold the bird
Soaring in the sky
Flying into the setting sun
Birth is never a choice
But when death seems at times
The trick definitely is to
Keep breathing
Wait for the moment to pass
Look beyond
Outside your window
There is a life that awaits
That wants you to live
Take the pain in stride
And marinate your life with it
The last desperate step
Will definitely be
The best not taken!!
Mad Decadence 