DESERTED AND DEAD

"Words cant fathom the pathos of a human heart".some has said it long ago. i never know to wat extent is it correct. but whenever i find some thoughts clouding my mind..nostalgic or merry... i prefer gaining soltitude and describe it on paper....if i could rewind my life 13 months back.. which i never wish.. i could have relived the most torturous days of my life. how it feels to fail.how it feels to have no one by your side to console YOU..and when you are blamed by one and all for the situation you are in.. time when you even think of putting end to all these miseries in a single shot!!.. if u know what i mean!................................I had had a fairly good academics upto 10th grade..but never could build on the good start.as a result, inspite all of my hard sought efforts i failed miserably at the all india level competitive exams several times. and then this thought of unwanted guilt crept in my mind.I have moved on. have i??..oh yes!! for sure...but recently i was lonley and sad a few months ago for some reason and my mind just flew past to those days of havoc and truma..and i penned it down as a poem.. i m not a looser as it may emphasise. but then i felt a need to give a background detail to the poem . in absence of this this would sound like yet another outcome of a broken heart.. which indeed some of my friends thought.. may be that is also true to some extent.. i m just not sure about it.
it was written on 19th feb, 2009
hope you guys like it.


DESERTED AND DEAD
Sitting don"t know where am I,
can hear no sound , here no birds fly.
Stretches beyond me a forlorn desolate heath,
only bones and blood , veins like a wreath.

Once a knight , who fought with life;
doomed everytime ; but soon rose with vibe;
sitting dont know where m I,
tears evaporated , grief much ; but there is no sigh.

For years , I trod down the road;
there were turns , there were milestones;
I crossed several flooded waters;
but came gross at the hand of cheaters.

After so many sunsets , I thought the sky;
I looked around , but found noone nearby;
For what the damn was all this done,
when it was nothing for others but just fun!!!

The sky is crimson , red is the earth;
I try to listen but it"s no worth.
Blood still in my veins , all numb with endless pain;
There is no one to call me back again!!

The sullen darkness invites me,
calling"Come!let me set you free!"
O! one last chance , i give to me;
crossing all profanity , doing all insane,
But damn! there is no one to call me back again.

For what have i stick so long?
Among all odes in the world, for me there is no song;
The colours now are thin and fade;
sitting dont know where m I,
DESERTED AND DEAD!!!!