What to expect
when you walk
in the world of dead?

Everywhere that is there to go,
There is that same annoying-
Coldness that creeps upon my shoulders;
Darkness that doesn't let me take a step.

My mind has become numb &
My eyes has become weary
With all these scary masks
That make me take a detour
The moment I meet them!

Is it too bad?
All I want is a fellow human
who-
own their own beautiful mind;
voice their own delightful thoughts.

Is it too bad?
All I want is for someone to show me
How their eyes form beautiful crescents
As a sweet smile grace their lips.

Is it too bad?
All I want is for someone to show me
how their tears leave a trail of their own
On the cheeks that played it's part
On a loud hearty laugh not too long ago.

But what to expect
when you walk
in the world of the dead?

And one day
you came!

You came like a wonder
To my bored eyes and mind!

You came like a magic
Adding your pixie dust to this darkness
Just like your hippy-happy steps
Adding music to this forsaken place.

You came like a fresh breeze
Bringing the warmth, whisper & fragrance,
That I didn't know that I needed!

And I saw you-
The alive & breathing you
Striking dead odd against this dead world;
Nonetheless owning this very world;
Basking in your own truth;
your own thoughts &
your own love!

They said
Courage was seeing the lion in it's eyes.
And I said
"Darling, no" and showed you
Walking your own path in your own pace;
with pretty little flower tugged over your ear;
Spreading light and love along the way
Not having a care about this world!

Courage is
when you looked at this world
Dead in it's eyes and said
"It's my life!"

Now, for one, I know
I have a friend- a human
without some newspaper brain,
Television soul and high school ideas
Like Bukowski says.


P.S. Aarthee you are one of the best humans out there and you deserve the very best! congrats that you have taken internal medicine for your postgraduate degree as you've always wanted! wishing you all the best! love you !