Moments Of Past Poem by Kumar Parashar

A shot at happiness is all I wish for, is all I need
An attempt to smile from heart, on my lips that bleed
A desperate try to rise above sorrows of past
To ease the pains and the poises that last
In the very lifeless heartbeat of the black in my chest
I seek a blossom to bloom in dooms of ache at its best
I inhale for the sake of a hope, exhale to stay alive
I don't breathe, a breath is all for what I strive
A chance, I seek, but unworthy, still my heart
Unworthy, still my life, unworthy to even start

A chance, I have now, but my feet will not walk
My body is a corpse inside the bounds of chalk
My heart won't pound, a faint heartbeat stings
A smile with a hope of a dream of life, it brings
In the corners of the dark, a light sings and shines
In the sound of violin, chirps, the rhymes of chimes
But the audacity is crushed by wounds of bygone
The fear of repeats of heartaches, strands me alone
In the fear to be hurt again, I world where men don't heed
A shot at happiness is all I wish for, is all I need


A beautiful night carries no light alongside the stars
In the black intact within the soul of the ceasing scars
In moments I carry within, are wounds of past far apart
Scratched or life, my life, scarred till death, my heart
Trying to forget, futile and worthless attempt to breathe
In drowning waters, the very seeds of being bequeath
And I look up at twinkles in faith of a late escalade
Tired and drained of dreams, still and silent in cannonade
I stand and smile for life to go miles before I drop
Dropping the spirit inside to an angel at the backdrop.

I stop to see, the world so clear, the sky so blue
Sight of my eyes dies from within the hue
A hope I feel, a dream I hope and a life I dream
But remembrance of heart breaks the light beam
And I walk one step and turn around, walk alone
In roads where none of my own, no hope has shown
A violin sings and stops and the love story never begins
And the soreness of moments drenches in the fire of gins
Thus alone around with a foresight, burnt and bloodied
A shot at happiness is all I wish for, is all I need