Comlicated... Poem by nupur singhal

THE MOMENTS FADE AWAY SOMEWHERE...
SOME DELIGHT HE SEEKS....
WILT HE FIND IT...
NONE...THE WAVES NEVER DOTH REACH THE SKY,

LAUGHS HE, THAT ONE FACADE HE CARRIES..
THEY BELIVE HIS SHOWCASE IS TRUE,
IS IT? HE CAN'T EVEN BREATHE..
LIVETH HE STILL, EXPECTING NONE, GIVETH ALL...

ALL THAT HE POSSESED, IF EVER HE DID?
CRYSTAL SHONE, IN THOSE MOONLIT DARK HOURS..
THOSE NIGHTS? LOVE WHAT ELSE...
THOSE SHALT NOT RETURN, FALLEN GLORY...

YET HE RISES EACH DAY ALONGER THE SUN,
TO FIGHT NOT THE REVOLUTION ALONG, THIS WORLD...
FOR HIS OWN WILL, NOT TO SURRENDER,
LIFE THE PUNISHER, PAIN THE HAPPINESS TODAY...

THE SAINTS TOLD HIM, SHE WOULD RETURN..
DOES HE WANT HER NOW? DOES HE BLAME HER?
NO! ! WHENCE DID HE BELIEVE THE SAINTS..
HE BELIEVES ONLY IN HIS POSSESSION OF LOVE...

RETURN SHE DID, ONE DAY..
THE SKY MET THE EARTH THENCE,
HOW AUSPICIOUS IT WAS?
HE RETRURNS HER BACK, THE BATTLE...
WHO ELSE WOULD PREVENT...

DONT KNOW WHAT I WRITE NOW,
HOW STUPID THE POEM MIGHT SOUND?
JUST WROTE WHAT WAS STORED HEREIN,
IN THIS BIZZARE, LONELY TOWN....

'SORRY', THE WORD CILCHE...
DOES WONDER IF MEANT, WHEN BENT DOWN..
LIFE TWISTING, TURNING..
HOPE THE ONLY LEFT, HEART WHEN LYING BROKEN DOWN...