Pillar

This piece of metaphor is to all the pillars of our life we ignore to see and appreciate.The people who have been a foundation during our growing stages. They are losing their charm, lets hold on to them and give some pocketful of joy.


Drank away the tears and tasted the joy,
a rare show which I had been employed.
I stood still till my body gave up.

The story bespoken is a history,
in the room of fancy chandeliers;
the glow I once gleamed is in vain.

In the zero hour of life, keep faith and lean on me.
Living like a metaphor,
Do it before I lose my worth anymore.

There is nothing more to learn,
had a share of my misery with some smiles.
To be in ruins is the burning rage.

Lips sealed with arms weak.
I know I’m close to paradise.
The rust and dust will now define me.

I crumbled with a cry,
deaf to human ears.
Kissing the roots all of a sudden and all at once.

These mighty winds will take me places,
In between the heaven and hell.
I now shall breathe the air of relief.