I see half of my face
After ages
Unrecognizable
Burnt
Whipped
Submissive
Turned into something ugly
An ugliness of times
A timid reflection of the day and signs
Eye is blood shot
Lips dry, thirsting for tonic
Lines on forehead looking like scattered and torn trenches
Two halves of one face
Flipping coins of pretence
Heads and tale, senseless and stale
Placed on a body which is haggard by everyday battles
I am an addict, chronic cattle
A slice of sorry figure
With a disfigured and terrifying half face
And will you bother to see me?
For old time sake
For once in past I was whole too, remember me?
We had our time
Your pure child
Your loyal friend
Your disciple
Your lover
Your brother
And we will sit beside each other
On a bench at the edge of this world
Away from sirens, away from blinding noise
And when your courage will meet your eye
And you will see me
Really see me
You would understand what’s life all about?
It’s about scars
It’s about death of loved ones
It’s about crying the whole spring
Mouthing words, when you can’t even glue two syllable to sing
What a Joke, you will call it
Witnessing a demise
So naïve, so young, so wise
It’s a pity
Its damn shame, a damn shame
You will shout at the world, your heart will cry
But I will tell you
Why do you cry?
Relief of a testament!
That at least you saw me
That’s enough
Love conquers all
An anecdote and a sigh
And as you will touch me
To console me
I will melt away
Evaporate
A fleeting past
Time to take my final flight
In this world of mockery and foolery
You listened, an act of love
Is enough for all of my eternity
To weather the storm which ahead of me lie, at last