Neverland of Sad Feelings
Pranav Yadav
It’s been a while,
Since I lost my life again like last night,
It’s so ironic that I still type
The words which I never bespoke
To love I’ve never known.
Loneliness sets in,
It’s cold, empty like we’ve all felt
It’s empty but then why is it heavy?
When did nothing get it’s weigh
How did darkness started to feel home
Showers became longer,
Days shorter
And the quiet breaths of sleep
Rumble in my stomach
Barks on the street
Occasionally construction noise
All became my fellow companion
In words I brew,
Doodles I drew,
With the extra strong coffee I gulped.
Not long before it turned black,
Had vodka, the Irish knack.
I wonder what pain did Irish felt
That their breakfast held
This abomination.
But it was magic indeed,
My night filled with smoke
Were lonelier
But I didn’t sleep.
I could now sit to contemplate
Ramble these words as my eyes
Followed the mosquitoes closely.
Where do they disappear in the morning?
And why do they sing
In our ears,
When we don’t like them?
Isn’t it the fate of lovers to sing us to sleep
To kiss our cheek and leave
Us with marks
All over our body.
While they love somebody
And we’re nobody
In this neverland of feelings
With no escape, just killing
Of emotions, spur and urge
To live.
