My life is cold, colder than ice,
It takes sudden turns like a game of dice.
It pierces me with every step I take,
Like a knife with which I cut a cake.
With every move I make, I stumble to my knees,
Desperately needing a warm waft of breeze.
With every smile I fake, every word I say,
I try to keep the truth at bay.
I turn to my friends but alas, they have vanished!
I should have known; our link had tarnished.
I saw my friends holding hands with my enemy,
Laughing at me for being an easy prey to destiny.
I walk and walk and walk and walk,
Hoping to find a key to the lock.
The lock which when opened shall give me relief,
A life as beautiful as a coral reef.
I look high and low, left and right,
My key to the lock is nowhere in sight.
I give up my belief that a new world will arise,
And subject myself to the world of lies.
I know, sometime, my happy end will come,
Sometime, when the soil and I will be one.
Till that day I wait and wait,
Searching for happiness…oh, where is that gate??
Melancholy!
nice one !
Its really nice Ragini but you can think about trying out a new rhyming scheme instead of the usual ababab. But a really great attempt at writing!
Cheers!