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My Living Coffin

Fogged view, I cannot see,
Barren journey, rifts too deep.
Congealed & fractured cold heart's waiting,
Derelict face in a million's fading.
Why are the roads so quiet?
Why noises so wild?
Let me hear. Let me see. Have me done.

When will dusk bid its farewell?
Eyes are stuck bewildered and miserable.
Come shower, come, bathe me,
In your pious drops take me.
Take me in a meadow and breeze me away,
Listen me speak, give my fair chance, take me away.
Let me hear. Let me see. Have me done.

Feelings burn untouched with warmth,
Unanswered questions stone my heart.
Slimed in the odorous marsh of unknown,
Look injured, ugly, squirming in a pool of thorns.
Hear me, embrace me now, make love to my soul,
Treat me fair, smile and hail my advent. Erase the foul.
Let me hear. Let me see. Have me done.

O God! M still in queue and frozen in time,
Praying symphonies, I have lost my rhyme.
Broken my limbs, given my faith, gradually turned a renegade,
What in this world brings so much of hate?
They look above to the sky, my consumed people,
Crushed in pain, still praying deeper.
Let me hear. Let me see. Have me done.

My colors have faded to black & white,
Still I draw, m color-blind, naive colors bloated in mind.
Lithing against gravity to allay myself,
Fight for what I deserve, heaven to my den.
Marrionettes in the market, soiled in dirt,
So much better, stay masqueraded as filth.
Let me hear. Let me see. Have me done.

What is happening? Who is answerable?
Unpleased machinations, mocked ego
Who leads in the emperor's show?
All jokers, come to please
One by one, go unrewarded and displeased.
So lame, so fake, so irritating this whole make-up,
Labourously built life, flooded in a gush.
Let me hear. Let me see. Have me done.

Sat on a branch, under the moon
Sang, chirped and kooked
Eclipsed my moon, erazed or pressed.
Hang on a crooked branch now, moonless
I am cold, clear, filled with hatred.
M blackening. Plagued. Wailing without shame or dread.
Let me hear. Let me see have me done.

Unfazed though, habitual I play with the sludge
I m playing with leechious marsh, forgotten I had a sledge.
It is a ludicrously strange weather. So funny.
A huge coffin accomodating me, a satirical comedy.
Snow, storm, rain, dryness, sweat, all in the coffin together,
Nascent, I weep, Still hope to fly off, a slit for freedom.
Let me hear. Let me see. Have me done.

Goodbyes accompany in this world.
May be m not from this earth,
Save, save I shout silently,
Off off off I flutter my wings madly.
There is little love here, so much pain
Happiness an allegory, sorrow's reign.
Let me hear. Let me see. Have me done.

So dark here, I cannot see, time too sly
Shocking these vissicitudes, overwhelmed, I cannot cry.
Untamed winds flow here, unseasoned
Unseasoneds rule here, rule is of treason.
Survival not desire, survival is the game
Tame or fall, untaught one remains.
Still Defiants say: Let me hear. Let me see.
Have me done completely.

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