Monday, 4 November 2013

Bruised

Sun shining above my head,bare feet I stand,
with the sizzles beneath my feet,I feel the blazing sand.
Kneeling down to the earth,in the scorching heat,
with nothing that I behold,and nothing that I perceive. 

In this world full of people,no one knows me,
no one is mine,no one owns me.
Holding the sand in my palm,when I close my fist,
It rushes down my hands,as if renouncing me.

Unknown is the world to me,unknown is their appearance,
attiring their scary eyes,they disallow any disappearance. 
I look on to the sun,with the aspirations of understanding,
it too dismisses me,without even contending.

Shattered is what I feel,my heart totally bruised,
whom I thought are mine,they too disapproved.
There I see a group of people,walking towards me,
who knows what they want,their mere presence scares me.

I was a lively one back then,but they made me so,
I believed in their friendship,but they proved to be my foe.
Impossible it is for me,to face these beasts again,
turning my back and leaving,is the safest thing I planned.