I feel scared
and abandoned.
Why I lived
in a lone crypt..?
I wish to
run away from this faceless crowd.
I feel they
are ghosts from DEVINE hell.
Who
extinguished from heaven.
They wander
wildly to catch me
And instigate
me to make one among them.
Like a
hornet they follow me.
To wound me
and end me with
The poison
tinted stings.
The world
around me looks
Damn sharp
and horrible.
I wept
feebly with swollen eyes.
I feel am
get caught into a tavern.
Horrible souls
were roaming and dancing.
No human
around.
No more homeless ghosts.
Faded
flowers whisper for nothing.
Yep, I could
feel none get intruded.
Where there
is no chance to get bloomed.
I love to
live a life of ghost
Who has any
vanity to be show..
No more
people to meet and cheat.
With soulless
bodies no one has to make blabber.
No more to
eat, drink and dance.
No one would
make meaningless brouhaha.
Oh why I should
wish to be homebound?
I hate this
super duper class living.
I even wish
if I could be hard into a strong rock.
I can hear
their vulgar screaming.
They call it
laughter and merry making.
The wet
smell of bubbling wine
Make me
fearful and feel void.
If ever I find
to be at the far end
It may be
the last rite of my life.
The be gone moment
of a near death feeling
Which for
centuries long ………
I swear my body
amassing for nothing but death.
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