I Hide In Shades Of Paradise; I Hide In Shades Of Dream, Poem by Anees Rahman

I hide in shades of paradise; I hide in shades of dream,
I hide in shades of rotten hills whose rocks are about to fall.
I hear the whisper; safer world and peer towards the earth,
I see my shadow safe below when I bend and bow.

I sense the fright I have inside while I raise my head,
I cry my fright like a baby girl covering tears from all.
I smell the scent of blood and bones in an arc around,
I smell the scent of hatred world, mixed in whitish snow.

I ran into the fairy tales and prayed along with priests,
I mourn the days I fell in them when I found them worst.
I lived a life with a sinful heart and repented my wrongs,
I lived a life in a world of myth and found myself wrong.

I struggled a lot to find the truth and what was right and wrong,
I struggled hard to be myself but found my head to burst.
I ran for miles in summer heat to find a shelter home,
I reached the shades of rotten hills whose rocks are about to fall.

©Anees Rahman