By Akshat Pandey
I had acquiesced my doom,
Profusely blazed my soul;
In an abyssal, abysmal room I sat, zeroing on ghoul.
Was a falcon once, I loved sky;
Day lighting struck and I can’t fathom why;
My wings were burnt, I might never again fly;
Only the horizon I seek now
Someday…one day I will again kiss my sky;
She was quite iridescent , I am still monochrome;
Quietly did she slip away,
Like a rain drop from a dome;
I kept kissing her memories, fervidly with my lips.
My burning soul still reminisces,
Those anxious heart-beat skips.
All that I have now is just a pile of erroneous hopes;
All I can do now is zero on my rotting corpse.
About the Author:
Akshat Pandey is a person who has been a dabbler throughout his life. A science student by mistake and a man of words by heart. He has been quite famished of any sense of achievement throughout his life, moreover, he is a love struck introvert who thinks god wouldn’t have given humans the ability to pen down their thoughts if he meant us to express just through our mouths.
Sushmita firmly believes in her motto “Write like no one else will ever read you” and encourages the same to everyone.
Aspiring to create something brilliant and a prominent work of literature in the near future, she prioritises moulding style and emotions into words, at the same time, exalting thoughts and feelings above expressions.