“Drink up O Heart
Before the darkness
fades
Before the dawn arrives
And makes a mockery of
What is leftover of you
For the night is not
long enough
And there’s little time
To heal those wounds
That you continue to caress
Only to find them aggrieved
For you must stop
Collecting the bits and
pieces
Of yours
Off the footsteps
Of none other than
But trampling of your
own
For walking away is
never an option
And the day would never
accept
Your deceptive extravagance
while
Romanticism of bohemia
Could not make up
For the void,
For the desolation is
Only relief, if any
And once more
Drink up O heart
And let yourself melt
And drench
Within that glass
Soak in the mirage
That unfolds
Beyond the horizon
Of deserted stars
And a raped silence
Which finds itself
Scattered
In the gloom
Of inanimate space
Which pretends to be
otherwise
And yet…
For better or worse
You would know O Heart
For now, Drink up…”
Praveen
Parasar
13/08/2018
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