Life was not all ashes

Life was not all ashes

Life was not all ashes

Life was not all ashes, yet it was lavished spreading ash

How could I have portrayed the hardships I grieved trying to get to you?

The day conceded away in the wake of someone’s reminiscence

Twilight arrived, and passed away showing just a dream

The momentary years kept longing for better times.

The time was such that I passed away bearing with your whims.

The life which has the delight of having you predestined

He knows how to fulfil promises, so I held on to you.

Over there, life is, but, another name for inebriation

And I walked a long distance to there with an expectation

How foolish was I?

The darkness arrived amidst the whispering of solitude..

It was a desert plain but I crossed it chattering.

 The spaces of my heart often get frightened..Whose voice was it? And whom did it fade away calling?

There is a feeling, that I hadn’t thought of before.

Time was passing by, I kept on walking.

I  was falling, I subordinated time to my will. In this silence,

I was dying. I’ve been living under the shadows of expectations,

I’ve been longing for dreams.

The curtains fall down on the lamps and cover them.

Do not extinguish the flaming curtains!

Yes How foolish was I?

Life was not all ashes, yet it was lavished spreading ash…..

14 thoughts on “Life was not all ashes

  1. Wonderful rendezvous of emotions and feelings portrayed through pain and realization. Awesomely written.

  2. Oh wow thank you for sharing this poem. This truly is beautiful. I love the thought multiple times: “How foolish was I?”

  3. What a magnificent contemporary writing that deserves commendation for its distinctiveness and frequent excellence. Through the use of concealed metaphor, combined with terse and logical language your poetry is an extraordinary creation.

  4. This is a lovely poem. I like the way you have used the words lavished and the imagery of the ashes. But to be honest I am just going to drop this here – are you okay? Are you struggling like a lot of us are during Covid? The poem made me a bit concerned. Please know you are not alone.

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