JUST ANOTHER DAY

                                                                               

Dear Diary,

Today, A Falling sensation led the sleep be bruised,

The dawn felt scary as the eyes could see nothing but dark.

Under my bed creeped loneliness that muttered

“Your solitary self shall live another day in past.”

“NO!” I screamed, to the empty space around,

“Not another day, you’ll see me yield”.

As of something above smirked, “Whatever little soldier!

You know no love shall salvage your broken ships.”

This wasn’t just another day, my dear,

As I remembered to have spoken to the dark.

In my sleep, the past had screamed, “The day

Shall vanquish again, too firm and hard.”

Trembling feet stood me up as the sun could see,

I was numb yet ready to run, to escape what lay inside.

No, I didn’t chase humans for help, but searched for lights around,

For lights to life me up, and aid me to win the fight.

I hustled all noon and dusk, in the voyage of thoughts.

While I conversed, I looked at faces smiling around.

But mine felt pale, in the mid of their mocking laughter,

There was nothing I could hear, even when they had their loudest shouts!

“The people aren’t mine” realized the weakened soul.

Their laughter didn’t make me any cheered and happier.

They danced hard on the loud beats of drums,

But their rhythm was no friendly and familiar.

I stayed with them all hours of the day,

And I witnessed their lifeless celebrations.

They offered me drinks that I called my favorites,

Yet tasteless felt they, in such new impressions.

I’m living what I had feared back then.

There’s no acting territorial in the crowded solitary.

For no humans belonged to this weak soul,

The little soldier lost again the day as a whole.

There is dark again as the sun went down.

I just reached my bed again, having met you, My Diary!

But I’m afraid this is the last time we’re meeting,

As the rope hung above is calling me, and the Death I’ll marry!

~ShubhanshuVijay