While I Turn 18 Tonight Poem by Akshansh Poonam Pandey

On my way, crawling past the graveyard!
As I pass through it, I dig my memories
In the heaviest coffins burying them deep.
I am taking a fall, without worrying
Where would I land up to?
And before I turn 18 tonight,
I am leaving this place forver tonight.

My mouth was mum, but my thoughts murmured.
Dwelling on, making memories was just a haste
There was blood in my veins, but just like the water without direction!
I never kept a vision
Cause each one kept changing me.

City had lights, but with a agony of hope.
Streets had children, but with a burden to excel.
It's just the same old morning, with the moon hidden
It's just the same old morning, where all dreams fade.
There were footsteps all over,
So I made my own way.
And while I leave,
I hope that I never return.

Am making my way with just a pen in hand
my mind full of handy stories
Which disappears after every full stop.
My head was full of illusions and vivid imagination
Why couldn't stories be colorful?
written by different ink colours.

I feared of the night, but later I realized that,
Night was just when the sky painted itself dark!
And with each passing time, the glare was turning a pretty nightmare.
And there's still a story left between you and me;
That's yet to get faded.
And while the sky casted it's shadow
I made a way through
Before I turn 18 tonight,
I am leaving this place forever tonight.

-damselin💖
- Akshansh Pandey.