AN UNTIMELY FOREVER...

The first dew of the dawn
The first pink of the morning sky
The first bud in between the greens
The first blink of a new born’s eye.

The last star that twinkles before light
The last echo of the bells in the church
The last waft of the fog before the air clears
The last whisper of the creatures of the night

There would have been many middle moments to encounter
There would be a thousand reasons to live
But she finally gave up and drank that potion
To finally poison those moments and …forever fall asleep.

DEAD END

The failed conviction of an error
The decay of an agreement breached.
The biting thought of a doubt
The searing pain of a mutilated promise.

A recluse in a land he knew as his own
An offender of permissions that he called rights
A dust eater in that garden of fruits
A fault that screams of its being precise

The moment of separation seeps closer
Sweat washes his side locks with their salty touch
There isn’t any going back from here
A reality he wishes was untrue so much

An attempt to look back at life that was Alive
Reflects the picture of a tragic tomorrow
It’s an evening when youth embraced terrorism once again
A moment of shiver
A minute of calamity,
A flash of terror
And the start of a life full of deaths and sorrows.