Tuesday, November 7, 2023

The Chosen One

 I was alone ; laying on pavement

 Nobody stared to me except you 

 I lost my faith on myself

 On my times over the Earth 

 A shadow of fear propelled on me 

 I was defeated.


 No, I can't remember what happened then 

 Rather it was impossible to me.

 What I believed in euthanasia

  It was supposed to be die in harness.


On the seventh day

I was able to open my eyes on reality

All were new to me 

I had lost my all old memoires

Thankfully not the consciousness

Hence I thought May be I was not defeated but at a loss

 But I was imperfect

 To physically, mentally, emotionally.


Those days have passed

 I am on an unexpected life 2.0

 Then what about you?

 Your innate brightness is burnt 

 by the brutality of destiny.

 You had a chance to jailbreak

 You denied the luxurious offers provided by the tempting World 

 I am imperfect, not you 

 I am inspired, senile and insipid

 Will never be able to be so romantic

  as you once had a dream for 

  As I am imperfect.


I became silent, prefer not to talk much

I was humiliated for my inabilities

When I found it as my destiny

You made protest 

I wonder how you prefer a wheelchair guy instead of dashing, handsome one 

You with all of your might

Your ambience, smiley yet sombre personality was tower of strength to me 

Moreover your tolerence over an apparently useless guy makes you perfect.

Do you deserve someone like me my dear?

Fortunately you didn't ask yourself.

Your power to absorb, nurturance once made me stable mentally and physically.

When I condemn myself as a criminal to destroy your life 

You denied me, tried to console me.

Told me - even a meagre life is a miracle then a challenging life is an oyster.



A long ago I promised you as my better half 

Over the years you proved to be best of yourself.

I was thinking at looking the dancing stars...stars of wonder 

Twinkling at the night sky

Your untold stories, your dedications 


Now you are in ultimate rest.

You gave me my second life, I couldn't

But you will be my dear ' Chosen One ' forever

In my heart and soul

Unto the last of me.





 

  





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