The Way Of Emptiness

A bullet might hurt a little less

I’m shutdown by this stress

It is a power that very few can handle

Melting my life like a burning candle

Getting up in the middle of night

Searching for someone to raise my might

Everything happens for a reason

But loneliness is not a choice to be chosen

I’m down in the darkness

Hiding myself with sadness

Life is too short with little years

Yet I’m running with it by tears

Through the long tracks of railway train

I’m passing alone with only pain 

When there is no one to care or fight

Just be like me standing quiet

The stars in the sky didn’t twinkle

Only for me who is staying single

The picture I drew got blurred

And my life is like a leaf that curled

Waiting to collect memories to recall

When will I experience a rainfall?

I love my forever staying pimples

Better than people who cause wrinkles

Today I saw a mirror in the sea

And found the tied and broken me

Poetry is a food for my wandering mind

That acts like a button of rewind ⏪

~ Priyakarthick