Looking around to a world that changed,
reliving was I in a whirlpool of pain,
dragged out of it like a walk in a park,
heaven knows what might have happened had it not,
living along with a soul so dead,
a stone, a rod or even a zombie instead;
would have done justice than I have,
Ridicullous a spell was cast in bed.
smitten by a smile so pure and divine,
melted my soul to a honey bed,
one single bear with that same simple smile,
came over and sucked it dead.
Await I lay for months on tart,
living in rags and pieces of grass,
fire in my lungs and a burnt liver apart,
shredded my heart, was it just the start?
forgiveness was begged for a fault I knew not,
second chance in life I prayed with what’s left of my heart.
little did I know with 3 seconds remaining,
till death do apart is still a while away.
courage or cowardice still I know not,
made me walk away and swear it no return,
thankful I am, was it 8 months, alas!
my folly would be cringed due to a change of heart.
why I suffered so much I ask,
part of life’s training for the journey beyond,
as of now I have come out of the dark,
led by a hand I never want to leave without.
The hand that rocks the cradle, it maybe not.
The hand that saved the grave, it certainly was,
not many may agree what I did was true,
but its a first experience for me too.
what I learnt from this in a pie,
a bangle, a smile, life so simple? its a lie!