THE FRAGILITY OF BEING HUMAN

Inhaling the memory of

Smirked summer 

I remember

How naively I accepted slavery

To sleep yesteryear

I cupped my malar 

With fingers tender

Didn't dance to the rain

Only to realise later

 we don't get chances so often

The desires or

Better referred

Despair 

agiled through my body

Just to wane me faster

Now I walk past an expanse 

Of few meters

expecting bounty

Earlier through the harsh roads

I merrily suffered, 

With the forethought of plenty

The road never ended

And here I am 

All tired, realised 

How I wasted all my years

In the pursuit of nothing 

All my wishes battered

Remorse running in my sleeves

Dandelions crashing choir

Gaily yet cold heartedly

I pretend and play parts

But none mine

more my heart aches 

More I put the stones of melancholy

On the ruins of my youth

I play my favorite memory

©ABHILIPSA