struggle

Together or apart

~ Aakash ~ 5 Comments

once upon a sonnet i was,
in manicured lawns and orion nights,
the silver brook ran without a pause,
flowers rested in yesterday’s delight,
the wakening birds around me speak,
of a spirit kindred to my own,
i hear their long scythe whispering to the weak,
i was sure i worked no more alone,
but soon enough the sun did fade,
and my dreams just held on to speech,
unsure i was, without any aid,
and fog covered what was within my reach,
as long as i can light up the dark with my heart,
so long it won’t matter, if we’re together or apart.

Food

~ Aakash ~ 6 Comments

I decided one time
not long ago
that I’ll keep running
no matter who comes and go
but few miles in
and I found myself
running out of water,
food and breath.

shit.

I supported my arms on
my shaking legs and
looked down at my worn-out
shoes. they were
barely breathing, like
unconscious soldiers on
a battlefield.
how great it was to see them
being one with
my breath.

what a love story. what a tragic death.

so I stopped, and
looked around and
asked myself,
what do you do when you’re
hungry, and you can’t find
a restaurant?

you make your own damn food.