It is 2 AM of dark night
No sign of sleep in my eye
It has gone away from me
It has abandoned me.
Sitting in balcony
Cigarette in my hand
Going through your memory
Letting them go away
With the smoke in the sky.
Sitting under the sky
Phone in my hands
Swiping through your pictures
My cheeks can feel the cold
When the breeze hits the tears.
Sitting in the cold breeze
Cigarette butt in my hands
Comparing my life with ashes
My happiness fly away as smoke
And the sorrow as ashes remains!
Sitting in a sorrow
My face in my hands
Yes, I am crying after you
Because at this stage
That is all what I can do!
I am thankful to you
For the life you have given me
At least I have experience to fail!
Thank you!
~Shyam Sunder
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