Phantasm!

 

Phantasm!

 

Those streets, silent like a dead man’s heart

One that I ran through, knocking on that turf

Knocking hard, running violent, losing breath

Dark night Dark Street and dark ravens

Flying by me, flying over me

I was lost, I was scared, fear of reality

(When are we not, we drink own blood, we rise)

Ho Ho! Somebody laughing, who it was,

I looked around, those sleepy vehicles by road side

Street lamps, one that seemed punished to stand still

And to watch over, those dogs sniffing around garbage dump

Or that whore waiting by the roadside to lure somebody

I kept running, faster, and more desperate

To run away of all those mocking thugs

To not to get crushed under the screeching wheels of those vehicles

Light scared me, my shadow dragging me down

Oh I hated him, or did I hate myself

I could not think, I was unable, or helpless

(As we are every now and then)

Pity! I kept running, to the end of the lane

I could not see anymore, or I was already in there

Darkness awaited me there, I felt hypnotized

Eyes see only till mind wishes to, mine was dead

Muscles cramped, nerves twitching, still

I could not stop, I felt heavy pain, gasping

I had to follow, like a slave, running behind his master

I was slave of my shadow; ray of reality was playing with us

Only darkness could save, I wished to dissolve into

My knees passed away, I fell onto my face

Fell like a tree, one after being cut

I could not cry, I could not move

Or I was merely not allowed to,

Remember! I had already become a slave

Slave of illusions, slave of dreams

As I slowly became the part of darkness

Darkness inside black ink of pen in my hand!

 

By: Praveen Parasar

Date: 22/05/2013