Thursday, 20 December 2012

Plea : i have died

Ever seen a goblets with half filled wine ; half of the left over from dine. u might as well know how ill is a person suffering from cancer, a person whose spine has been clamped and clasped time and again to tell him he might just recover. U might as well know the feeling if u have ever held a baby right in ur arms and given it a kiss with piles of love; it's amicable . What if , ur girlfriend, wife , daughter or girl is dead one fine day ; covered in blood ; right in front of u ...in ur lap . U know what the feeling is ; it is = HOLLOW .
I'm that empty goblet.
I am that spotless pain; plain white and with loads of tiny black particles on it .
Spotless clamp over my trachea , I am over.
I've been soaked in pine and fire for so long now that i dont know if i can feel who i am or have i died ; i dont know if i can breathe or if i can't . I need my life support , he's missing. He's out my house arrest .
I have died .

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