This is kind of a dark, melancholic poem that I wrote a while back and it is kind of personal. But I am okay with sharing this now. A lot goes into writing, and there is an intrinsic beauty in every piece of art or writing that you read. Some people see it in some art others in other art (or writings). But each of us can agree that there is something beautiful in art; when someone stops their life to get a moment of stillness in all this chaos, and devotes that time in a piece of art. It gives art a beauty, that goes beyond words or any explanation. Someone I really care about says,
Truth doesn't need explanation
Me, a few years back. About time when this poem was written.Hello everyone, I'm new to steemit, and I'm posting random things I already have. And experimenting with what the community engages with more. My previous poem and this one have never been posted anywhere because I'm secretly an introvert. But over the past few years I have evolved a lot and I have finally let of my "personal" poems lol.
Please take a moment out of your life, SIT BACK RELAX, and read. Maybe you will see "ART" maybe you wont, but you'll enjoy reading it I promise.
What Happened?
Watching you after so long was like seeing life come back to me.
Where there was a shallow heart, now there lay a content soul.
I knew not the world, nor did the world know me.
I was losing myself. My face unfamiliar to my own self.
I felt nothing but the cold floor because I was too numb to get out the door.
I shut my eyes my eyes for the last time as glimpses of my life just passed by.
I wondered what had happened to that guy who once was a dynamite.
I then see a ray of hope through the window, slowly light up my strange chamber.
Chirps of birds reminded me of the warmth outside.
They reminded me of things I was devoid of.
I could've still tried, to break open my shell and work my way through hardships.
I looked out for help, but found none. So receeded back to my own den.
You were too far away to hear my cries
Guess thats why they say life is every bit unfair
But now I knew it was too late.
The floor was stained with the blood from my wrist.
All I could do was to sign off with a note "goodbye"
As I was transcending into an unconscious state, I see you break the lock and rush to me.
You reminded me of everything good in this world.
And for once I could forget the misery of this earth
Your touch calmed me down and eased my pain.
And we wished we had a time machine as tears ran down our pale cheeks.
Sensing you so close to me returned a faint smile to my lips.
But it gave you pain that would last forever.
I captured your picture in my heart as I breathed my last.
And left you with regret that would tear your apart.
Destiny chose this for us and we couldn't deny it.
Had this been a fairy tale, and trust me, we would've made it.
But even as death loomed large at the moment, life still bloomed within me, before I fell into an eternal sleep.
-Amratesh
[Image Credit: Limbo]
Any feedback or response or suggestions will be appreciated. Let me know if you see the "art" in "things" people create. If you saw art here? Or anything about yourself really. Have a nice time.
