House Of Cards Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

There's no escape it's ever the life's part
Breaks one storm the strongest of men
Leaves on its trail pieces of broken heart
Scattered ashes of an undying pain!

Even the toughest falls like a house of cards
With no mend on sight for the brutally scathed soul
No peace to be got from the wisest of words
Charring helpless in grief's burning coal!

Each breath exhales fumes of the despair
When we're on the path of this gloomiest travel
That faith can't heal nor bring to repair
As the mind is sunk in the darkest of hell!

There's no relief when such times ravage us
For the tides of sorrow with years hardly wane
With time though quieted and within heart hushed
Remain its scars as the forever lasting pain!