skies

i could have gazed at starless skies
as if sombreness adored me prizes,
under the dark sky, in my damp lawn,
seeds i planted in the hope of trees,
turned out to be standalone dry rots, 
failed to aerate my arteries and aims,
sacrifices i did were synchronous to
suspicions carved by sycophants,
i could watch all withering wholely,
my peaceful potraits at death's door,
my nerves got victimized to syncopal,
my skins was scorching by blue heat,
my lungs gasped, flinched to inhale,
they still asked me where i went wrong,
i was in the game of me vs me on 
the dichromatic board of checkmates
their bullets were so quicker,
they crossed the breastplates,
please abandon me with my petulance 
i am already stabbed by words of wilt,
some places were too brave to wipe
all the colours i carried on my face, 
some people were too capricious to
cheer the cynicism i collected since long,
i glared at my sky through time lapse,
i screeched when it turned to blue,
i sobbed silently when it turned to slate,
i smiled wistfully when it turned to onyx,
i obtused my cheekbones , with my eyes 
wide open , cobwebs appeared on my eyelids.

- chetna 🌻 

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